Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The jet landed on the tarmac and my seat started instantly vibrating. The pilot quickly pulled back on the brakes and we slowed after a short while to a slow roll. When we started our trip, we looked out over the gray clouds. With us now stopped, I looked out the plane window to see... Continue Reading →
If you're moving to the Phoenix - Scottsdale area and have children, the elementary schools are top rate, the middle schools so-so, and the high schools, well, just forget it, you may as well just keel over and die now, they're the absolute worst on the planet. I haven't set foot in the city in... Continue Reading →
Covid has changed our lives in so many ways. Many people have lost friends and family members. The pandemic has permanently shut down businesses and hurt us in the pocketbook. It's changed us in other serious ways too. I naturally see the challenges, but the part of me that tries to find the good in even... Continue Reading →
Writer Daniel Pink went on social media recently and wrote down a few things that are underrated. His list was short Reading the print edition of a newspaper instead of the digital version.Going for a walk.Making lists. I grew up with newspapers, yes, they really existed before this thing we call the internet and I... Continue Reading →
One year for Father’s Day, I got a colorful tie with Winnie the Pooh, Tigger and a pot of honey. Another year, I got a coffee cup to take to work. Over the years, my kids have surprised me with a more than a few "Father's Day Breakfasts in Bed." I’ve enjoyed all my presents,... Continue Reading →
I flip through the cardboard box of compact discs and my heart tugs. CDs of every genre — rock, country, jazz, christian and classical — are scattered in the box. One of the first ones that I see is the soundtrack to the movie Cars. I turn the CD over to look at the order... Continue Reading →
I raced down the stairs and out the office. With one hand, I loosened my tie and top button of my shirt, with the other, I held tight onto my car keys. The week was over and I would soon be on my way to freedom. When I finally reached my car, I threw my bag... Continue Reading →
Most dogs love to play with their owner, they guard them, they even lick their owner's hands to say thank you. My dog, Nittany, a Lhasa-Apsa and Bichon Frise mix, hates me. I've written about Nittany plenty of times over the past twelve years, and I'm convinced that she's really trying to get me killed.... Continue Reading →
I reviewed my day and made three imaginary check marks in my imaginary little black book. I donated a few dollars to the American Red Cross and scheduled a day and time in my calendar to give blood, check mark. I kept my cool, but stood up to a peer, who has a tendency to speak... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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