Honest, Abe is Still Alive

Growing up, I never much cared for fish. Unless it came out of a box with a picture of a fisherman in a yellow raincoat and was smothered in tartar sauce. Fish sticks may be the chicken nuggets of the sea, but when you’re a kid there’s nothing better. Fortunately, I grew up and my … Continue reading Honest, Abe is Still Alive

No Second Gunman on the Grassy Knoll

This morning, I read a post from a blogger who hadn’t updated in several months. She explained away her absence by admitting that she had fallen out of love with blogging because, in a nutshell, she found herself writing to please others instead of being true to herself. Once she amassed a following thanks to … Continue reading No Second Gunman on the Grassy Knoll

I Never Owned a Big Wheel

I was walking across the office this morning with a banana peel in my hand and I suddenly wondered if people actually slip and fall comically when they step on one, as depicted in slapstick comedies and cartoons. Seriously, has anyone in history ever really stepped on a banana peel, slipped, waved their arms around … Continue reading I Never Owned a Big Wheel

Nipsey Has Left The Building

A couple of weeks ago, I learned that Nipsey Russell died. This tragic bit of news hit me hard. I loved Nipsey Russell! He was humorous and clever and self-deprecating, a mainstay on the game show circuit in the 1970s with his funny little (and often risqué) poems. Plus, he was a great comedian and … Continue reading Nipsey Has Left The Building

I Blessed the Banjo Player

It had been a while since Tara and I had gone to a live music performance. Almost three months, to be exact, and considering we saw four concerts during a one-month span after she moved here, the drought seemed especially long. So when we saw that one of our favorite bands, The Moondoggies, were playing … Continue reading I Blessed the Banjo Player

The Least Efficient Method of Not Dying

Driving into work yesterday morning, the sun – although still low on the eastern horizon – seared my face, the threat of a hundred-degree day taking shape already in the still dawn air, testament that unlike the past couple of summers, this one is shaping up to be a doozy in the Pacific Northwest. I … Continue reading The Least Efficient Method of Not Dying

How The Number 14 Changed My Life

Do you believe in numerology? Up until recently I’d dismissed it as nothing more than grasping at straws, a desperate attempt at assigning order and meaning to what is nothing more than random chaos. Humans, by nature, look for patterns where there are none. This is how optical illusions work. The idea that there might … Continue reading How The Number 14 Changed My Life

We Ate Rudolph (And Santa Got Pissed)

"There's too much to do around here," I told Tara this morning. Tough problem to have, right? But it's true. In the waning weeks of summer, there is too much to do and too little time. We want to go to Windy Ridge, and hike around Mount Hood, and visit the Pittock Mansion, and spend … Continue reading We Ate Rudolph (And Santa Got Pissed)

Fortune Cookies to Stroke the Ego

I am a firm believer in the old adage, “if you fall off your bicycle, get back on it.” Metaphorically speaking, of course. In real life, that’s just plain stupid. If I fell off my bike, the last thing in the world I’d do would be to climb back on it. Once bitten, twice shy, … Continue reading Fortune Cookies to Stroke the Ego

Are People Still Passionate About Music?

“Are people still passionate about music the way they used to be?” My boss posed this question during a marketing meeting on Tuesday. There were five of us sitting around a table, eating lunch and discussing sales and marketing strategies for the company. This followed a rather heated debate over the significance of traditional retail … Continue reading Are People Still Passionate About Music?