I Shaved My Back For Nothing!

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Often I sit in front of the computer for fifteen minutes or more trying to figure out what to write.

Not today.

Two days ago I shared about  needing to trim up my shoulder hair  for a pool party I had been invited to.  Today was the day, so I grabbed my suit, a towel, and headed out the door for my friend’s house, which is an hour away. READ MORE

I Forgot How Great You Are

I actually did this tonight at the grocer when I noticed it was "Buy One Box of Triscuits, Get One Free.” A totally appropriate response.

No, this isn’t a post about my parents, sister, best friends, well-wishers, or even my girlfriend (although it probably should be).

This is about you.  Don’t look behind you then back to these words, pointing at yourself  quizzically as if to say, “Who?  Me?” READ MORE

Shaving For The Party

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I am attending a swimming party this Saturday.  Sad, but true – this may be the only swimming I do all summer.  At the beach I occasionally try to get the chihuahua to take a few steps in and half of my foot gets wet.  But that doesn’t really count as swimming. READ MORE

I Just Woke Up Out of a Deep Sleep…

I get up at least once in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. I feel like that's got to be a disaster in the dark with a tent. Yes?

…to write this post for you.

As you may know I have written every day this year so far.  I laid down (lie, lied, lay, laid? – nobody knows for sure) to just rest for a few minutes at around 9pm.  Two hours later I woke up with a mild annoyance that I had forgot to do something.  So here I am.  Appreciate the dedication!  Or don’t. READ MORE

I Talk to Myself About Myself – A Confession

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Okay, I can’t be the only person that does this.  I hope.

Now, mind you, by me sharing what I’m about to share, I am terrified you’re going to think I’m the biggest narcissistic douche on the planet.  But I assure you, I’m not.  I have a therapist that will attest to my relative well-being. READ MORE

Scare Me Into Gratitude

All I remember about this movie was that Dennis Quaid looked 37, yet he was playing a 19 year old.

Every once in awhile a terrifying moment reminds me just how little control I have over my own life.

A recent few…

Today the wind was gusting (probably not a verb) so much near the lakefront in Chicago that I thought I was going to fall over on my bicycle.  I’ve ridden for three years to and from work and never experienced wind like this.  Now, if I fall, no big deal.  I won’t die.  But… I’m also carrying my six pound dog on my back in, uh, a backpack.  Didn’t need the work “back” in that sentence.  Too late! READ MORE

Wash The Car = Happy Dad

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This might be the first Father’s Day I truly understood.

Maybe I missed one or two over the years, but that’s it.  I’ve always been present, with presents.  Well, at least a card.  A card that was bought the morning of at the grocery. READ MORE

What Your Friends Owe You

Bushwick Bill is awesome.

“You know what you absolutely HAVE to see?”

I have a friend Suzanne and we’re pretty close pals.  She’s a big time hip-hop fan.  I know next to nothing about the genre except that I was a little freaked out when I saw the video of Tupac at Coachella.  Oh, and I thought the little guy from Geto Boys was awesome. READ MORE

You’re All Big Smelly Liars!

Because we're cross with each other, let's cross every appendage on our bodies. Now!

Okay, I think I’ve found out in my relationships  what triggers me into annoyance and then flat-out anger.  It’s actually quite simple.  See if you can dig this.

Something unusual is happening in the present.  I make a comment about said unusual thing.  The people I’m speaking to don’t recognize what’s unusual, or argue with me that it’s not true.  Since I don’t think I’m nuts I try to explain again what I’m witnessing, and they keep pushing back.  Then I raise my voice. READ MORE