Every March I break out the spring jacket too soon.
No matter how low Continue reading
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Morning Routine — Sleepwalking My Way to Success
Alice’s clock said it was 6 a.m.
Normally, I would have gone back to sleep — I am not a morning person with the same intensity that I am not a matador — but instead I Continue reading
Wife, Money, Tacos! A Personal Definition
I like finding accidental definitions of my life.
One of the most apt summations is my “Favorites” call list on my phone. I have only three numbers starred — my wife, my main freelance client, and my go-to takeout restaurant.
“Wife! Money! Tacos!” It makes a superb rallying cry.
Perhaps having only three starred numbers is a sign of a small life, but in my defense, my dogs don’t have cell phones (yet).
Spotify playlists make for horrible self-assessments. My ears are shameless.
Beard Barometer and TIME Magazine Chicanery
Every morning, I can tell how my mood is going to be for the day by how I react to seeing my facial hair in the mirror.
After two days sniffling, snorking and schlubbering, on Sunday I seriously considered Continue reading
Reflections on ghosts, beards and my father.
I woke up the night before last with a backache. As I shuffled in the dim light toward my office where I keep the Aleve, I passed the hallway mirror and saw Continue reading
Timeless advice for crummy jobs.
That, my friends, is an eight pack of Coca-Cola.
You know how difficult it is to pluck a bottle off a plastic ring? I think Coke’s packaging engineers were trying to address this problem.
Let’s be generous and call it an over-correction. Continue reading