Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Yea, there's a little election going on today, a small little affair. We'll see who will become the 47th President of the U.S., but it's not the biggest vote of the day. Yes, yes, there's bigger fish to fry. Bigger than becoming the leader of the free world? Oh my goodness, yes. Here's what I... Continue Reading →
In 1991, Gatorade ran an ad featuring Michael Jordan that showed game film of him in midair moving the basketball from his right hand to left to score a difficult layup. The commercial shows him dunking and being, well, classic MJ and then cuts to young men and kids playing on a playground court. They... Continue Reading →
I'm thinking I might be watching too much TV and movies. It might be time for me to get out more. Here's what I mean. Our youngest son texted us from college recently with some good news. A professor sent him a message that praised his lab work and thanked him for helping get newer... Continue Reading →
I had an idea in my head. We were going to hold off on having kids. I wanted to be further along in my career and making more money. When we finally had kids, I wanted a big house. I wanted a great job where I was in charge and could come and go as... Continue Reading →
I'm not sure what made me do it. Most days I keep to a prepared schedule. When I start my work day, I like to tackle my highest priority items first. I'll try to work on a presentation that's coming due or, since there are fewer calls in the morning, I'll write the summary for... Continue Reading →
I am a product of the '80s. American rock band ZZ Top's release of the song Sharp Dressed Man in 1983 left a strong impression on me. They put out an accompanying video that has been coming back to me in recent days. In the video, a parking valet gets transformed into a sought-after star... Continue Reading →
When the hotel elevator opened up to the lobby, I saw right away that things were amiss. Chairs and sofas were disheveled. A coffee table was turned over, missing a leg. There was rubbish and confetti strewn everywhere on the ground. I walked to the hotel manager and put out my hands in a questioning... Continue Reading →
I pulled into the gas station and got out of my car to fill up my tank. The guy in the lane next to me was in mid-rant. He was complaining to his passenger and anyone else who would listen about the kid he came close to hitting. When he entered the station, a teenager... Continue Reading →
(A version of this post ran in 2015.) The zombie chases me. He’s frothing at the mouth. His shirt and pants are ripped and he — more animal than human — walks with an uneven shuffle. I run up the stairs to get away. Even with his limp, he keeps coming. He’s now about ten... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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