This car went from zero to repair shop in sixty-seconds flat…
Wherefore art thou, Al
A Quick Shot from Conflict and Scotch…
It’s The Summer of Seventy-Nine
It’s the end of October, outside my window the leaves have changed, the nights come quick, so what better time to talk about a shore house my friends and I rented during the summer of nineteen-seventy-nine in Seaside Heights, New Jersey.
Punch Drunk Love
Author’s note: By the end of this post, I come off as the bad guy (for good reason).
Lord of the House Flies
Author’s Note: I really debated about posting this, but since I pretty much put everything on my blog, from dating to my daily driving habits, I figured, why the hell not...
The Beep is Coming from Inside the House!
When it comes to home repair, don’t come to me.
True Crime at the Kids' Table
For the past two years, I have almost exclusively listened to True Crime Podcasts while driving in my car. When I find other people who are also interested in these podcasts, love to tell each other some of the stories we’ve heard. Some famous, some not-so-much.
Order a Bride With a Side of Fries
I am often asked where I get the ideas for my blog. Usually, I answer its the stuff that happens with my kids, ex-wife, family, and just every day life.
My Daughter’s Career Choices: Journalist, Doctor, or Pet Photographer
I was at my sister’s house a few years ago for a family function, not sure of the actual occasion, when my daughter Amanda, who was three years into her degree in journalism at NYU casually said, “You know, maybe I should be a doctor.”
The Patron Saint of Dogs and Old Men
That is what this blog is about, the people in my life, family and friends. But, it is also about people like the young woman I met in the park one day.
It Was a Good News/Bad News Type of Day
Beautiful day today, so decided to take a walk in the park. Drove over there and rode through the park to see how crowded it would be. There were a lot of people but not overly crowded. Before I stopped, I decided to get gas, not knowing how early the gas station might close this holiday weekend.
Second Eye Blind
This happened February 9th, 2004 - so happy anniversary...
Perspective - Guest Blogger Scott DeSantis
I always find perspective in random places in my life. It’s these arbitrary moments that something seems to permeate into my brain and push me into some sort of deep thought process.
Putting the FUN in Funeral
Things people talk about at funerals
This Skier's Walk of Shame
As we headed up the mountain on the lift, I fixated on how I would get off that thing. As we climbed skyward I was terrified, not of skiing down this mountain, but of the small little slope of snow that awaited me at the end of that ride. With all that, the small voice in my head just kept repeating, “don’t fall off the chair — don’t fall off the chair.”
Just Wrap Yourself In Plastic And Go
It was a long way down from the top of that hill and you had to navigate through an army of spruce trees that tried their best to keep you from completing your run. I had seen many friends fly face first into the open arms of a waiting spruce only to appear on the other side with exposed skin scrapped raw and smelling like Christmas.
Similar Thoughts - By Guest Blogger Scott DeSantis
Maybe I’ve become a little more emotional over the years because of certain things I’ve been through, and that emotion sparks these random family thoughts, but regardless, here we are.