When the kids came along to have a house filled with Halloween decorations was appropriate. The trick-or-treaters that ventured up our walkway were assaulted by various forms of zombies and ghouls that reached from the grave to take hold of the little princesses and cowboys in search of candy.
A weekend that changed my life. A house, a honeymoon, and a hell of a way to celebrate a birthday I almost forgot.
A family wedding, would be mobsters, and what really happened during World War One?
We may never know.
A marriage proposal should be the most romantic moment in a couple's history.
Our's? On the road for twelve hours, no place to stay, and a blowout argument with my future in-laws.
Maybe she should have said no...
I went to a local production of The Lion In Winter last night and it reminded me of the one time I tread the boards in college.
This is a re post from April, 2018
Note: I am writing this before the Yankees/Blue Jays Game Four of the American League Division Championship. So far, the series is still alive.
I’ve been writing this blog for nearly fifteen years. In that time, I’ve had little contact with my readers. Some people leave comments, and some have sent emails, but mostly they read and move on.
Most people don’t know about my short brush with celebrity—except I already wrote about the time I was momentarily mistaken for Dom DeLuise in Iceland.
There are certain things in life that are a given. The sky is blue (even on cloudy days), the sun is hot (even though we can’t touch it), and the New York Football Giants are going to have a losing season (even if we don’t watch them).
If you think knowing your age would slip easily into that group, you’d be wrong.
I believe there are rules of etiquette that are ingrained, or embedded, by some long-forgotten moments in time that we follow throughout our lives.
Note: I DID NOT write this (however, I wish I had). This was written by ChatGPT, and is the first time I have ever used it.. This might be the best thing I never wrote. The prompt was: Conflict and Scotch write a new post about dating. I hate AI and one day they are going to write us right out of the script of life.
After a Kindle promotion on eBookDaily ‘Drinking Was Definitely Involved’ is now #1 on Amazon in three categories
Impostor Syndrome: The persistent inability to believe that one's success is deserved or has been legitimately achieved as a result of one's own efforts or skills.
I have a friend who read my first book, Drinking Was Definitely Involved, and afterwards said to me, “I think you are the type of person that listens to the Universe.”
Somerset County, New Jersey is having their annual 4-H fair (August 6 – 7 – 8) this week. As I drove passed the open field filled with tents last night it reminded me of a corporate event that happened more than twenty years ago.
