Gratitude journal (with a sprinkle of spite): Fountain soda and NOT COFFEE
Tonight I am grateful for the joy of the unexpected Diet Coke that was delivered to me this afternoon. It was having an especially challenging day at school, mostly the…
A tickle. Not a tissue.
Clara had been in her crib for about fifteen minutes when she began calling for Mommy. Elysha thought that she was asking for a tissue, so she went upstairs to…
I am an upright, though occasionally marginalized, Pacific Islander.
When I am asked to indicate my race on an official form, I almost always check Samoan, or if not available, Other Pacific Islander. If none of these are available,…
Gratitude journal: Many hands thrust Budo and his friends into the light
Tonight I am grateful for the many, many people around the world who are working hard to put my next book, Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend, into readers’ hands. Today…
Skating on linoleum: A future Olympic sport
We are not sure where she learned about ice skating, but she clearly understands a few of the more artistic aspects of the sport, at least when it comes to…
Rules for surviving a zombie apocalypse (based upon ACTUAL EXPERIENCE)
I dreamt about a zombie apocalypse last night, not unlike the one that takes place in AMC’s hit show, The Walking Dead. It was quite realistic. I survived the apocalypse,…
Gratitude journal: Unexpected reader response
Tonight I am grateful to the readers who take the time to write to me after reading my books. I received three emails today from readers who recently finished one…
Rage against the dying of the light, damn it.
Yeats once asked, "Why should not old men be mad?" In his final broadcast for A Point of View Clive James offers his answer. With his granddaughter and her friends…
Gratitude journal: Recycled furniture
Someday my wife and I will spend the money to furnish our home with new furniture. This will probably happen when the children are a little older and less likely…
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