10 Observations from a 47 Year Old Idiot

10 Observations from a 47 Year Old Idiot

10 Observations from a 47 Year Old Idiot In 1996 I participated in my very first fantasy football league.  And for perspective on just how long ago that was, consider the following: There was an actual in-person draft Each person brought a folder or binder full of...
Kiss For You, Gordy

Kiss For You, Gordy

Kiss For You, Gordy After the age of about 12, (and certainly from a boys’ perspective)…one never really knows when it’s an appropriate time to talk about burps…or farts.  But these are unusual times, and those lines seem blurred right now. So hey, I’m...
A Brief Story of Gratitude & Underwear

A Brief Story of Gratitude & Underwear

A Brief Story of Gratitude & Underwear Many of us are caught up in this unknown and unsettling time.  This time where the word ‘viral’ is quite literally (and figuratively) evolving by the day.  And as I’ve tried to make sense of all that is happening around us,...
A Message From St. Paddy

A Message From St. Paddy

A Message From St. Paddy   I will not have green beer, corned beef & hamI will not have them, quarantined I amI will not have green beer, corned beef & hamI will not have them, thanks Wuhan   I will not have them, not todayNot today, St. Paddy’s...
A Place to Store My Piss Pot

A Place to Store My Piss Pot

A Place to Store My Piss Pot Growing up, I’d often hear the phrase: “We don’t have a pot to piss in…”  Anyone remember that? It was a reference to, essentially, being poor.  It was a visceral analogy, exaggerating the fact that we did not...