Across the calendar a line of Xs stand upon the dates that we have kissed goodbye. Each line an ending, a memory, and one step closer to hugging someone at the last possible minute. The year goes out with a bang, just as it arrived. It spends its last week ...

Tips for saving money on your holiday shopping.

We’re a touchscreen family. My wife and I have smartphones, the oldest boy has an iPod Touch, and the youngest has… okay, three out of four isn’t bad. Unless you’re the fourth. Luckily for our fourth, VTech came to the rescue with their new InnoTab. Now we’re four for four. ...

Popular thought suggests that there is a spark inside all of us. Personal experience is that some shine brighter than others. That doesn’t devalue anyone. It just is. Accept it or change it. It’s your spark. Mine twists like a lighthouse in a windstorm. It is either lost through waves ...

Today is December 1, 2011 and according to the Mayans, the mustache has ended. This is good news. Mustaches and my face do not get along. In fact, the only thing that looks worse on my face is a fist (or whatever dirty joke you just came up with). I ...

Today is November 30, 2011. Do you know where your mustache is? This is the last day of Movember, if ever you wanted to donate to the fight against prostate and testicular cancer, then now is that time. Operators are standing by.  

You are probably wondering what I could possibly know about saving money. That’s fair. My coffers are bare and even Old Mother Hubbard has more bones in her cupboard than I do.  It’s been months since my job situation took a dive, and while we’re still far from looking up, ...

The day left brown oak leaves littered across the orange brickwork like a dried and forgotten fire. Their shadows twisted and turned as they flirted with the lamplight and teased my tongue with longings of pumpkin, nutmeg, and the slightest hint of cinnamon. Then the rain fell and they curled ...

The thing about winning a major award without any sort of advanced notice is that you’re often caught with your virtual pants down and something difficult to explain in your hand. Seriously, have you ever tried to explain the perfect glass of bourbon? It’s not easy. So it was that ...

This is going to be a long one. No, that’s not what she said. It was me. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, people. Anyway, what I’m trying to type is that it is once again time to clean out the ol’ review closet. That means you’re all winners. ...