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There’s no shame in getting old. There’s only shame in getting ugly Read More

We are taking turns balancing a pineapple-shaped promotional stress toy on our heads. As with many of the tricks she has me perform, I am unsuccessful. The pineapple keeps sliding off. &ldqu&hell…Read More

Sometimes it is when I think I am happiest that I miss you the most Read More

It shocks some people who don’t know me well, but I am a huge professional sports fan. MLB, NBA, NFL, and even NHL (at least during the playoffs) – I follow it all. Perhaps &ldqu&hell…Read More

Tuesday, April 3, 2012I am driving to the hospital, and I am feeling guilty. Yesterday, I ignored a voicemail from an unknown number. My father suffered a ministroke on Sunday, and I couldn… Read More

Solomon Burke – “Cry to Me” just popped on Pandora. I’m having quite the Dirty Dancing moment here in my office Read More

“Hey I got a new shirt. Feel it. Can you tell what it’s made out of?” “Cotton?” “No. Guess again.” “Linen?” “No. Give up?” … Read More

I look at a fresh piece of paper. I open a new document. I stare and wait for the words to come flowing out of me. And I’m stuck, horribly, painfully stuck. I can’t pretend it do… Read More

Reposted out of nostalgia, not for the person but for my innocence. Part 1. Originally written May 26, 2002. “I love the way you walk.” Startled, I looked at him. I have gotten u… Read More

A few years ago, the adage “bad things come in threes” was proven true in the most inconvenient way imaginable – three flat tires in the span of three weeks. Each incident… Read More