As you might imagine, I have a lot in common with rap artists. Well DUH!
Play us a song…
It’s 5am at the Albuquerque airport. I’m washing down Advil with my coffee, my head still swimming in alcohol from the night before, but I regret nothing, because I hung out with the Hispanic Rat Pack last night, and it was awesome. I may need to get into drinking, smoking, and Latin Jazz!
Well, we had a good run…
They say that we – as privileged American consumer people – tend to accumulate many more “things” than we actually need to be happy and function in life; Where’s he going with this?
Accept No Substitutes!
Ever since I was a child, I’ve been cursed with an appreciation for the finer things in life; expensive cars, luxury vacations, real estate, complicated timepieces – and of course, brand name breakfast cereals. You have to stand for something…
Say Hello to Mr. Mom!
I suggest you all lock your doors and draw your blinds, because it looks like Santa’s coming early this year, and he’s bringing germs – which were definitely NOT on the Christmas list. Jerk…
You’ve Got Mail
I find that a great deal of my time at the office – between trips to the bathroom and the cheeseball table – is spent crafting emails, and over the years I’ve come to see that there’s really more of an art to it than many people think. Read on to perfect the art…
Stand Back or I’ll Cook!
I am a safety conscious man; I will often look up from my cellphone when crossing streets, I historically get a tetanus shot ever 25ish years whether I need it or not, and from time-to-time I like to test the smoke detectors in my home to make sure they’re working, So maybe I use the stove for that, so what?
Fame and Fortune, Here I Come!
I was recently “Twittered”…or is it “Tweeted”? “Chirped”, maybe? I don’t know, I don’t really “get” Twitter, but APPARENTLY it’s not totally worthless!
End of Days!
I woke last week to a strange new world, a world of opposites and impossibilities, devoid of order and reason; still governed by physics, but defying all logic. How could this BE?!
The Face of a New Generation
It may just be the “Terrible Twos”, or perhaps we’re in the middle of some force-disturbing celestial alignment; I suppose it’s even possible that too much artificial cheese flavoring can actually rot a tiny brain, but whatever the cause, it seems that the parenting challenges at home have been increasing in both frequency and severity lately, and it has to stop. But what can be done?