Danged Facebook. Dangitdangitdangitdangit. Jenny asked me yesterday why I had so much music stuff on my Facebook page now. “Why do you have so much music stuff on your Facebook page now?” she said. I told her that I thought … Continue reading
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When I was in my early 20’s, I took a road trip with my good friend Joel. It was one of those epic trips that you end up referencing for a long time. We drove an early 70’s Dodge Dart…light … Continue reading
My youngest son, Nate, never used a pacifier. He’s a smart kid. He knows exactly what a pacifier is for. But he never used one. That’s why it was such a surprise in some ways to glance over at him … Continue reading
I don’t have a lot of time to write this blog this morning, so I’ll do my best to remember things exactly as they happened in the short time I have to write. Actually, it shouldn’t take me long to … Continue reading
I worked at summer camps for 8 of my 53 summers. The first 6 years, I worked at a camp that’s down the road from where we now live. The first two summers I worked there, I was a member … Continue reading
I pulled up to a house yesterday to deliver a package and the owners weren’t home. Their old, white-muzzled Golden Retriever was home, though. He’s a dog I hadn’t met yet. That gets weird sometimes. The dogs on the route … Continue reading
I think I must have been in the seventh grade when we did the “one square yard” lesson. It got us outside, so I remember liking it. Anything that got us out from behind our desks with the attached table … Continue reading
Why does the rooster crow in the morning? That sounds like the setup for a hilarious rooster joke…but I can’t think of anything really all that funny to say about the situation. So, I’ll ask the question again….Why does the … Continue reading
I’ve been good and scared some over the course of my life so far. That’s happened to me before. I’m good…for the most part, I’m pretty good, or at least I try to be…and I’ve had my moments where I’ve … Continue reading
It’s strange to have a marker for the beginning of my day like throwing a crowing rooster off the porch. Growing up in a suburb of Atlanta, I never even entertained the idea that someday my life might include a … Continue reading