At Least They're Committed

The skirt was a size larger than I needed and I knew it when I bought it but I thought it wouldn’t matter and now I’ve lost the receipt and the fabric looms simply too large on me so I’m in a position where I must figure out either how to return it or how to mask that Read more

Oh, do let’s not go into the man vs. woman thing on this. I don’t consider myself a gender so I’m not going to change it to “men’s and women’s souls,” so there. That was Thomas Paine, by the way. I became familiar with the quote through the Kingston Trio when I was, like, en Read more

Although it was great to see old friends the past weekend, it reminded me of something I wish I could tell all men of any merit. Don’t look away! It is common to cast your eyes upon the person across from you and if that person happens to look back, it would be appropriate to pleasantly Read more

I’m having a ‘Jesus! Why am I still here?’ day and Iiiii’m sorry, but Iiiiiiiii can’t help it. I look at the city and the sky and the streets and they’re lovely, beautiful, really, even with or maybe because of the lost and needy and homeless. Yet I still find myself thinking as I roll out Read more

You’re here, Dezmond Ryan, and my emotions run the gamut between giddiness, awe and raw determination. With you in my arms, then by my side, then strolling ahead of me, then sprinting and barely looking back — as it should be — life continues on its given path. You were born at 2:54 a.m. and when at last they Read more

Dezmond has not made his arrival yet. Bugger! No matter, I have plenty of time off and because I’ll be working tomorrow morning I can take an afternoon off whenever I wish, so long as it’s not a meeting day or summit or such . . . so probably sometime and maybe never. I found Read more