Nathan Timmel
The Blog
A Little Something About Alec Baldwin
When I lived in Los Angeles, I worked in the arena of property representation for film projects. The company that employed me acted as a liaison between working properties—office buildings, abandoned warehouses/hospitals, private parks, etc.—and TV/film productions...
A Self-Inflicted Wound
I recently had the dubious honor to work in a state where legislators and voters both still think it’s 1950. Smoking is apparently “awesome,” and of course it’s allowed indoors…
Head Desk
I don't know how many times I have to say this; I think I'm about to pop a blood vessel in my head. Right now, there are two instances in the news where an adult woman has "Sexually Assaulted" a teenage boy: former Tennessee Titans cheerleader Elizabeth Leigh Garner,...
A Little Ditty About Death
“The hand that killed your sons masturbates to the memory.” ~T.J. Lane, to the families of his murder victims. I remember seeing the film Dead Man Walking in the theater. Designed to be an anti-death penalty movie, it told the fictional tale of a man played by...
The Manufacturing of Outrage
Is it a rule we must get upset over the wrong things?
The Hounds of Winter
Marriage is a mix of personalities; the best unions result in balance. My wife continually teaches me how to be a better person.
The Disintegration of Good
The reason we cannot have nice things is because we fear innovation. We fear change. We lack imagination. And thus, we respond to banality.
You Confuse Me, Joe Webb
Would you rather go through life ready to confront challenge, or shirk from it?
At My Wife’s Behest
On October 20, 2012, a child of but 22-days old passed away at Lurie Children’s Hospital in Chicago, IL. He was a native of Iowa, from a city just outside my wife Lydia’s hometown of Moulton.
The Bodyguard
When your big brother is a dog, all will be well in your world.
A Very Charlie Manson Thanksgiving
There is a school of thought that believes the following: The Universe only gives us as much as we can handle. If I were to hold a candle to such a notion, I would look to my own daughter Hillary as an example of legitimacy. For 42.75 years, I did not want to be a...
Musical Memories
The first concert I ever saw was KISS. It was 1979, I was 10 years old, and they were supporting the album Dynasty. My mom was chaperoning me, which had me mortified... Until I got to the Milwaukee Mecca Arena and saw that the whole audience was 10-year-old kids and...