Stupid Saint Patrick’s Day
My mother’s birthday was on March 17, so Saint Patrick’s Day never meant a lot to me. I’m glad. I’ve come to detest Saint Patrick’s Day, and contrary to popular…
Sunset of my DJ career
With the sale of my second book, it now appears that my career as a DJ is coming to an end. With a new daughter at home and a more…
World War II in under two minutes
Urban Dictionary provides a definition for World War II that I love. I’ve cleaned it up a bit before posting it here: Germany invades Czechoslovakia. Britain and France tell them…
A blogging dilemma
When I am finished writing a post on this blog, many things happen. First, I reference the post in my Twitter feed, in order to drive readers to my blog. …
Conformity
PSYBLOG recently posted an article about conformity, a topic that means a lot of me. The protagonist in my current manuscript is something of a non-conformer, and according to one…
Simplicity
I don’t drink coffee. I don’t like the taste and don’t like hot drinks. They cause me to overheat. Despite my aversion to the drink, I also took a stand…
Little boys in restrooms
I wish that parents would stop sending their four-to-eight year old sons into the public restrooms on their own. I can't tell you how many times I find myself alone…
Two-dimensional parades
I am sitting here, listening to my wedding guest complain about the quality of the broadcast of the Hartford Saint Patrick’s Parade today. Though I am refraining from commenting, I…
Old school television
When I was growing up, channel 56 in Boston ran a contest in between afternoon cartoons in which one lucky viewer could play an on-the-air video game over the phone…
The price of an e-book
While I continue to wonder why the six major publishing houses don’t get together and produce their own game-changing e-book reader that they control, I also think it’s critical that…
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