All in Kids
O Brother, Who Art Thou?
On the road with my brother left us with unanswered question
Something In the Way They Move
How many Lukes to move the world?
Dinner with My Daughter Revealed the Difference Between Us
A vegetarian and a non-vegetarian walked into a bar…
How I Stopped Wasting Money on Greeting Cards
My Battle Against the Greeting Card Industry Turned Into a Political Statement
With Dating, Some Things Never Change
From Teen to Twilight Years, Meeting the Family Never Changes
Wrestling With the Notion Not to Fall in Love
Movies have ruined my life; they taught me that people fall in love at the drop-of-a-hat (I should stop wearing hats).
Love and the Third Degree (Burn)
There is always collateral damage when falling in love.
The Day The Ocean Tried To Kill Me
Suddenly, a wave appeared and before I could turn and rush to the shoreline the ocean attacked. I found myself in a world of foam, pockets of air allowed me to breathe as I was tossed like a wet sock in a dryer. Head over heels I tumbled, my legs and arms scrapped by the crushed sea shells that covered the shoreline.
The Reason Ice Cream Made Me Cry
The days I spent with the kids usually ended up with us going out to dinner, then to Blockbuster (yes, it was that long ago) to pick up a movie. Last stop before home would be to the closest supermarket to pick up dessert, which was usually ice cream, whipped cream, and chocolate syrup.
If It Doesn't Kill You, I'm Not Trying Hard Enough
When I was younger, I was a bouncer. I walked through crowds, wearing the “I’m in charge here” shirt, broke up fights, threw out drunks and tried (tried) to pick up girls. It was a great time. Even after my bouncer days were over, I would still jump in and break up fights, though it proved more dangerous without the shirt (I’ve heard ‘who the fuck are you?’ more than once).