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 →
While I dug into my bag to find my reporter's notebook and pen, he poured me a glass of sweet tea. We sat at his kitchen table and he couldn’t have been nicer. I had called him for help with my story and he suggested that since he had the day off from work, I... Continue Reading →
I’m dressed in rags and I look pale and haggard like I haven’t eaten or gotten a good night's sleep in weeks. My wife has left me. My kids have turned their back on me. I’m homeless and wandering aimlessly through town. Of course, I’m playing out this sad scenario in my mind. In reality,... Continue Reading →
My wife has a sign in our living room that lays out our house rules. I'm not sure where she got the sign, a home furnishing store, an art store, who knows? The sign is simple enough. It's not that large, maybe 10 by 17 inches long, nothing too big. The sign's message has just... Continue Reading →
The two chatted nonstop, barely letting up to watch the game. The first woman talked about her recent weekend trip with husband. The second one rambled on about how she spent her birthday and gossiped about another parent. I tried to zone them out, but they were sitting right behind us in the bleacher. It... Continue Reading →
I splurged last night. I bought myself a new watch. It's a finely tuned quartz chronograph with Swiss components and is water resistant to 100 meters. Some people shop and collect clothes. I collect watches. (I should add that most of my watches are moderately priced ones within my limited budget.) In this day and... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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