First I ask you to go read this: http://alittlec.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/change-is-inevitable-and-scary-but-good/ This was written by my dear friend Wendy who has spent the last year kicking cancer’s ass to the curb. Guess what – right after finding out she had cancer, she lost her job. I’ll let that sink in a bit. For a year, [...]
Chapter 2: Driving Well, today you turn 16. And of course everyone is asking you when you are going to get your learner’s permit, and your license. You’ve already driven around a couple parking lots – big stupid circles – just to get the feel fo
Welcome to the user manual for manhood. This manual could be written by most men, and they would probably write it differently than I. In fact, after I’m done, some may hand it to their sons and say “This guy’s a moron, don’t do any of this s
I’ve been giving this some thought for a while, which is to say that I thought about it once a few months ago and then completely forgot. I’m going to write a little advice on being a grown up – directed at my son. I’m going to post it here for
What follows is a piece I wrote for an online publication back in 2004. What some of you may know is that back then my brother and I were pretty active in the “Dog World”. We raised and showed Boxers, and eventually, Kelly and I also showed a Cavalier King Charles.
We’re back from Italy. We decided to do a whirlwind tour of central Italy in one of the worst heat waves in years. Yay us! Someone said it reached 103 degrees in Rome while we were there. I am pretty sure I drank 700 gallons of acqua (some con
This is my blog entry about nothing. Consider it one of those letters people put in their christmas card that tells you that they had their boil lanced and that awful wart removed. OK, maybe not that bad.
The priest came to give him his last rights. He left amid tears, and five minutes later, Glen was gone. Uncle Glen. To about 70 people in this area, those two words bring a smile to their faces. He was going to be 80 next month. He lived a
What are my rights? Last month Kelly and I were in New York City for a few days. An opportunity to get away without the kids – hang with a few friends, and even stalk Julia Roberts at a quiet little Tapas place. We were waiting to meet a frie
So here I sit in my friends’ living room. Our power is out. It’s been out for almost 24 hours. When we called the electric company they said “There are no plans for power restoration in your area.” No Plans. When you live in the “count
