I killed a seagull. I didn't do it on purpose but it happened anyway. I was driving down the highway – a small-ish, two-lane, no shoulder, kind of windy (with a long "i" sound), highway – towing Li'l Homey, and
I opened my email this morning to find an update from Seth Godin’s blog entitled It’s a Long Story with this very short story as the entire message: Isn’t it always? Actually, the long stories are the good ones. About
Ok, so the reality of living in a little ten foot trailer is beginning to hit home. Funny thing is, I’ve been living in a 19-footer for almost three years now and going from 3-bedrooms/2-baths to a 19-foot travel trailer
The Last Five Years: It’s My Story and I’m Sticking to It! 5. Five years ago, my dad died. He’d been in the hospital three weeks. I didn’t know he was in the hospital. My mother, brother, and sister didn’t
Three questions. Seems like an easy thing to do, just answer three questions. Think I’ll answer them one at a time. Here’s number one – we’ll see how easy it is. Who am I? The things that come to mind quickly are my
Some days I just really miss my dad. What I think I miss most of all is the chance I didn’t get to say good-bye. I still just want to say good-bye, to tell him I’ll miss him, to let
At least once a day, during some part of the day, I want to quit. Quit eating healthy food. Quit brushing the dog. Quit paying the bills. Quit sweeping the floor. Quit being “responsible.” Quit washing dishes. Quit, quit, quit.