Nine years ago today, I moved into The Place Where I Hang My Hats. And that's the longest time I've ever spent in one place, believe it or not. Nine years. In two weeks and I'll be 49 1/2 years old (the toddler in me still appreciates that) and I've lived under 31 different roofs... Continue Reading →
"Pride. Pride is a weakness." — Benjamin Martin, "The Patriot" • • • Every Thursday, I go through this. I wake up in the morning, climb out of bed, fill my belly with a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich and 24 ounces of Green Mountain Coffee and I sit down to put together the Wilton... Continue Reading →
Remember when I made that goal to write every day in October in honor of the October Weekend? Yeah, so much for that. FML. But on with the next one...
I woke up this morning to sounds The NFL Today — the familiar voices, the familiar jingle. I suppose if I had heard Brent Musberger and Phyllis George discussing the weather with Jimmy The Greek then I would have either been: A - Dreaming, and the last 30 years of my life weren't real; Or,... Continue Reading →
It happened while I perusing Twitter during the early morning hours of, well, October 3rd. It started with a high school athlete who follows me and she had posted to all her followers something about "On October 3rd, he asked me what day it was." A few posts later somebody had retweeted E! Online, making... Continue Reading →
Columbine stunned us. It took our breath away. Left us speechless, without words. It was 1999. Sandy Hook — which came 13 years later — broke our heart and flooded our nation with tears. Twenty dead children laying on classroom floors. Umpqua was just yesterday. Ten more dead. Another killer's name goes down in history.... Continue Reading →
It is October 1st. And this, as you know, if you come here from time to time, is the October Weekend, my personal blog where I spew forth stories, feelings, tidbits and the like of random things that pop up in my life. I don't post here as much as I would like simply because... Continue Reading →