The morning ritual. For most it includes tending to teeth, gums, hair, calisthenics, deep breathing, grinding coffee beans, whipping up smoothies or walking the canine. But another more meaningful ritual occurred a few mornings ago….
At the outset, I confess that I have NEVER been nor shall I likely EVER become a connoisseur of one of America’s favorite pastimes—shopping.
So often we are jarred into place and forced to reflect on life and just how rough it can be.
It seems to me that when it comes to modern telephony I’m about four years behind the curve…
No local event in recent memory has been as emotionally jarring as the Marathon terror bombings.
The major gift giving season is over. And not a moment too soon.
When it comes to the endless cycle of losses and wins in life, all of us are or will someday be seasoned veterans.
My secret is out; I’m a sucker for them. Elephants.
It has been three full weeks since my bride of thirty-one years and the mother of our two super kids left us.
Select individuals who haven’t learned to play by the politically correct handbook now need to be taken to the woodshed, ruined financially, and belittled in the public square.