The Moth: The Boy’s Mother Was Dead
The following is a story that I told at a Moth StorySLAM at The Bitter End in New York City earlier this year. The theme of the night was Scars.…
The following is a story that I told at a Moth StorySLAM at The Bitter End in New York City earlier this year. The theme of the night was Scars.…
I’m a big fan of goal setting. At the beginning of very year, I establish a list of difficult-to-achieve New Year’s resolutions and then work like hell to achieve them.…
I have a lot of nerve. I say things that perhaps shouldn’t be said. On Saturday morning, while waiting in line, a overheard a woman tell a McDonald's manager that…
In keeping with the way that I shop for the holidays (last minute), I present my first ever holiday gift guide. I have attempted to create a list of gifts…
As well as the Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer television special holds up after 50 years (I still adore it), there are admittedly some serious problems with the special in…
Just imagine how much better it will be when they can actually read. I hope.
I dressed up as Santa Claus yesterday in order to entertain a room full of children at a neighborhood Christmas party. A colleague hosts the party each year, and about…
“For all you kids watching at home, Santa just is white.” Wow. Though the Santa Claus who I grew up with was white, I have seen more than enough African-American…