If You Read Only One Blog This Year

"I think George Michael may have died..." I was sitting at the dining room table at Mom's, having just finished Christm...

It was nineteen eighty-six or -seven.  I had gone with Fave Aunt to watch my cousin's rec league basketball game.  He was 8 or 9.  I d...

This is what I like to consider a motivational post.  Not really for you, but rather to hopefully motivate me to post something else soon so...

Christmas has come too fast again. Not that I'm not ready for it to get here. I'm just not ready for it to be gone. I still remember...

Last Wednesday evening, a blogger you know ventured into the iTunes store, for the first time ever. It started off innocently enough, a sing...

According to Wikipedia, my personal source for all things relevant and otherwise, Generation X refers to persons born between the years 1961...

Bachelor Tip of the Day: You do not make chocolate milk by mixing milk and Hershey's cocoa powder. Despite however logical it may sound...

There are few absolute truths in an uncertain world. But perhaps this is one: You never forget your first. How it felt to touch her. The n...

Each week, I will post three (or more) random words. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write something using all of those ...