Step 4: Do anything but “ENJOY!”
I can’t stand it when the final step in a series of instructions is something like “Enjoy” or “Have fun!” It belittles the rest of the list. It undermines the…
I can’t stand it when the final step in a series of instructions is something like “Enjoy” or “Have fun!” It belittles the rest of the list. It undermines the…
How can I leave my house in the morning with anything but abject despair knowing that I am leaving this behind? Sincerely. My children have ruined my mornings.
I’d much rather see my son become an author like his Daddy than the book critic that seems to be his natural inclination. Nothing wrong with book critics, but I…
Any man who says that he is going to "get in trouble" with his wife over something he has said or done must hand over his penis immediately. We “get…
There is a irrefutable correlation between the number of photographs that a person takes of food and the likelihood that he or she will become my dinner during an apocalypse.
We stopped at the General Store on the way to the in-law’s house. Elysha and Charlie went inside to purchase some exceptionally overpriced lunch meat. I plopped my daughter down…
I’m not a sentimental person when it comes to physical objects. I rarely attach meaning to things, even when given to me for specific reasons and by specific people. Truthfully,…
In an effort to hold myself accountable, I post the progress of my yearly goals at the end of each month on this blog. The following are the results through…
I pride myself on some outstanding pranks over the years. True moments of embarrassment and surprise perpetrated on my closest friends and colleagues. Nothing has ever come close to this.…
A smiling, little boy with a golf club in hand, wearing an RJ Julia Booksellers tee-shirt and riding a fire truck. Perfection in its purest form.