It’s Labor Day. Growing up, the holiday marked the freshly dug grave of joyful summers of irresponsibility; its passing, the final death rattle of freedom …
Driven By Distraction
For me, the biggest challenge of being a writer is actually writing. I realize this may strike some as inane as saying the hardest part …
The Sharp Edges of Irony
There are many ways to trip yourself up, but unrelenting self criticism is one of the most harmful and damaging elements you can expose yourself …
Consistency is the Key
I write in bursts. When something catches my fancy and grabs hold of my attention firmly, and there have been many things over the last …
Life’s Little Moments
Early this morning I got a tornado warning on my phone. Looking out the window I saw both blue and grey, but nothing clearly threatening, …
Rise of the Machines
Nothing lasts forever, especially cell phones. I understand mechanical items are destined to fail. It is their nature as machines. Much like an HVAC unit …
Trials of Travel
When I was a kid, I loved to play The Oregon Trail. No matter how many times I was informed I had died of dysentery, …
Rain or Shine
Where I grew up, getting 12 inches of rain was a good year. While I lived there, from 1975 to 1993, 12 of those 18 …
Friends: Old and New
Using a totally non-scientific WAG, I’d suppose I’ve met a hundred thousand human beings already. Only a dozen or so women (and a few men) …
Rooster Cogburn Ranch
In the event you find yourself headed West on I-10 passing through Picacho, Arizona, make sure to stop at Rooster Cogburn’s Ostrich Ranch. For the …