I Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore…
Sorry, 70’s children. This isn’t a tribute to what might be the greatest band of all time…maybe some other day. But today, I’ve waited as long as I can. This morning at 8:00 AM Eastern...
Category: Purely Personal
Hansbrough-Sized Ego
Last week I was sitting in the living room minding my own business, when one of my Sons Who Shall Remain Nameless walked out of his bedroom. The following is almost a word-for-word replay: ...
One
This weekend, 143 of our students and leaders will be heading to Camp Willow Run for the annual fall retreat, with its uber-cool one-word title: ONE. For the first time in six years, I’m tagging...
Fried Cheese, How I Love Thee
For both of my outside-of-North-Carolina readers, this is the time of the year when the Triangle is taken over by emu burgers and Tilt-a-Pukes. That’s right, I’m talking about the State Fair. You should know...
Autumn Has Arrived
No, not the season, the girl. But more on her in a minute. As a kid, I never understood Autumn. No, not the girl, the season. I always felt like Autumn was a waste of...
Monday is for Movies?
I’m not a jump-on-the-bandwagon kind of guy, especially when it comes to pop culture. I probably should be, but I’m just not. I rarely get into TV shows when they’re actually on air…I usually start watching...
The Power of More
Today I should probably write about something funny. For example, I could tell you about a doctor’s visit a couple of weeks ago where I was told that I had warts somewhat odd skin abnormalities...
My Life in Pictures
This was my view this time last week. Nothing but my ten hideous toes and the vast expanse of my in-laws’ pool. This is my view this morning. A few hundred info cards from Sunday’s...
The Controversial Post
There’s a topic that I’ve been very cautious not to tackle in the fledgling days of this blog. It’s a subject which, at its very core, has the power to split friendships and families. It’s...
Summer is for Downtime
I’m on the road with my immediate family to visit the extended family. My bride is apparently going to carry on an all-night TalkFest marathon with my stepmom, so I’m passing time until their iced...
