The irony is truly epic. Perhaps so vast that it transcends genres, touching on camp comedy and forbidden love, ending in tragedy. It’s often said that the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and indeed, my journey started innocently enough. You see, I’ve been deve...

Nearly 3,000 years ago, Heraclitus taught us that “Character is destiny.” More and more, life has taught me how true this is. And nowhere do I see it more clearly demonstrated than each morning on the baseball field. Of course, I’m not really talking about the humans. Instead, I’m much more int...

It’s a problem I face only a few times a year. Nonetheless, I find myself resisting solving it, perhaps for reasons beyond how it tests my patience. Namely, the wind chimes that my friend Pam gave me as a sweet memorial gift when Belle went to her heavenly reward desperately require untangling. ...

It’s not just that I find it nearly impossible… It’s also that I’m not sure I entirely agree with the principle. (Some things really are about us, after all). Specifically, I’m referring to the second of Don Miguel Ruiz’ Four Agreements: “Never Take Anything Personally.” (sigh) Liste...

I’ve witnessed this scene countless times (and I’m sure you have, too). In fact, I feel I watched it at least twice this week in Netflix binges I’ve already forgotten. Our hero needs some vital information. She/He sits before a stony bureaucrat who has the necessary intel, pleading their case. ...

It may be both the most sincere and also the most ruthless thing I do. Each year, I invite my nearest and dearest over to decorate our Christmas tree. It is a delightful gathering where I serve only gingerbread. At the same time, it’s also an incredible time saver. It’s perhaps a no...

The first time it happened was slightly unnerving. Vlad and I weren’t expecting anyone when we heard something that wasn’t even really a knock at the door. More like a subtle, almost eerie tap. The peephole revealed very little until I noticed some tan fur at the bottom. Vlad’s best friend Mali...

I admit to being a huge fan of Neil Gaiman’s novels. In fact, I downloaded OCEAN AT THE END OF THE LANE immediately, longing for a few coherent hours to devour it.  I can’t wait to get lost in his writing. But here’s the thing that REALLY mystifies me: his twitter omnipresence. First, let...

Rules don’t really apply anymore. Woke up at 4 am and after reading for a bit, realized it was time to get to work. Then, inexplicably, my website and email vanished completely around 6 am.   Not a happy moment, including one friend on the Face Place instant messaging me to let know his email bounced...