Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I love great movie lines. Yes, I love them for all the reasons that everyone else loves them. They make me laugh, smile, or cry — sometimes all at the same time. I love everything about them. Oh, sometimes we remember the lines wrong. In the classic scene from Casablanca, Ingrid Bergman leans on the... Continue Reading →
I'm a simple man. I'm as practical and down-to-earth as they come. I prefer logic and reason over hunches. Give me a choice and I'll choose clarity and what I can see, touch, and taste, over the inferred and the innuendo; the Evening News over TV tabloid shows; and The Godfather and it's epic story... Continue Reading →
I finished up my meeting and let out a deep breath. I had a light meeting day for once and could go out and grab a bite to eat. I wouldn't have to grab a yogurt and eat on the run. I could sit down for once and enjoy my lunch. As soon as I... Continue Reading →
I pulled up to a stop sign in my neighborhood a few weeks ago and noticed a teenager walking on the sidewalk. The boy looked sad. He had his head down and looked like he wanted to be somewhere else. I only happened to notice the boy because the local high school was letting out... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid in the late 70s, my mom would turn on the TV on Saturday night and I knew right away as soon as the perky opening jingle starting playing what was in store. "Love, exciting and newcome aboard, we're expecting you.Love, life's sweetest reward.Let it flow, it floats back to you."... Continue Reading →
I retraced my steps from the parking garage back to my office. I looked on top of and behind my desk. I walked to the front desk and asked the security guard on duty if someone had dropped off a set of keys. He must have thought I had lost my mind the way I... Continue Reading →
(A version of this story ran in May 2016.) The clock in my head was going off: beep, beep, beep. The blaring sound got louder with every passing moment. I was late and the alarm wouldn’t stop until I got to my destination, my local county courthouse. I wasn’t technically late yet. I was still... Continue Reading →
My coworker and I waited for the elevator. We were heading back to work. I had helped proof a report for him and he thanked me by taking me to lunch. He was the finance guy, I was the comms guy. We didn’t work a lot together, but I was happy to help him. He... Continue Reading →
The white truck two parking spaces from me rumbled to life. The driver in jeans and blue shirt with his name over his left pocket seemed eager to leave the parking lot so I let him go ahead of me. I was in another place anyway. As soon as the guy started his engine and... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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