Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The kid looked out of place in the waiting room. His glasses were smudged and he couldn’t stop fidgeting in his chair. He kept bouncing his feet up and down on the chair and accidentally kicking his mother. She had it with him. She kept telling him to stop and he kept telling her that... Continue Reading →
DC Comics supervillain, the Joker, stared back at me across the conference table. His skin bleached white and his hair a ghoulish green, the Joker asked in a high squeal if the paper he held in his hands was my best work. The Joker is a homicidal maniac, bent on creating havoc, and rarely, if... Continue Reading →
I have a bone to pick with clothes retailers. When my wife and I visited my daughter a few weeks ago in Washington, D.C. we decided to take her out shopping for a formal dress. She has a formal event this weekend at her college. I’m the last person you want to take shopping, but... Continue Reading →
She looked up at us with the saddest brown puppy dog eyes. She looked so tiny and fragile in the store window. I leaned over to get a closer look and she reached up and pawed the window. Paw to fist, fist to paw, we were instant friends. We had to make a quick trip... Continue Reading →
In a matter of a couple of blocks, we ran into a life-sized Woody and Buzz from "Toy Story," twin zombies with blood dripping down their clothes, maniacal-looking clowns similar to the one featured in the movie "It," and a woman straight out of The Handmaid’s Tale, the TV show envisioning a totalitarian future state.... Continue Reading →
I seem to be getting confused lately about the smallest things. Somewhere along the line without me noticing, A turned into B, X turned into Y, and 2 + 2, started equaling 5. I think it could just be me, maybe I haven’t kept up with the times. You tell me. Here’s what I mean:... Continue Reading →
I saw a meme the other day that nailed me to a “t.” It read: Things I will not judge you for: Sexuality, religion or race. The meme then included three things that I will judge you for: Not signaling, while driving; how you treat wait staff; and which way you place the toilet paper.... Continue Reading →
A marketing manager told the Wall Street Journal recently for a story the newspaper ran on age that he felt old when a Starbucks barista called him "Sir." A college professor who studies age still found herself taken aback when she got a mailing saying she was eligible for senior discounts. Hello AARP. I’ve written... Continue Reading →
When my daughter was in high school several years ago, I had the job of driving her to school. I would use the miles to list out in my head all the things that I needed to get done that day. My to-do list always seemed to outnumber the number of hours in the day.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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