September 16, 2013, was a milestone for my daughter. That morning was the first time she ever woke up with neither her mother nor her father in the house she knew as home. I had been in Chattanooga the night before and was doing my best to return to her side. Driving...
It’s taken too long, but if you’re not a fan of reading I finally have something for your ears… My memoir, I Was a White Knight… Once, is now available as an audio book.
There is a scene in A Fish Called Wanda where John Cleese is wooing Jamie Lee Curtis. He comically dances around the first floor of a flat in London, doing a striptease and speaking Russian—foreign languages are a fetish for the Jamie Lee Curtis character—as she...
I’m not a good actor. Thing is, I don’t care. I don’t care that I’m bad, and that puts me at least on par with Kristen Stewart, or Shia La Booooof. Just without the success and millions of dollars and fame. Anyway. What’s funny/sad, is that even though I’m bad, I’m...
Invisible bonds exist between certain people, such as that between members in the military or those that tie a family together, and one such connection is present between mothers.
You pay $17.50 for 2 enchiladas, rice, and beans at a Mexican restaurant in Mexico. Something that costs $5 in America.
I’ve never understood the type of person that thinks it’s OK to be rude in public. To be arrogant, and put the focus on you when in a crowd.
All I understand is: My heart lives inside my daughter.
In April, 2013, the department store chain JC Penney fired its CEO, former Apple executive Ron Johnson. It’s a move that makes sense, because if there’s one thing Apple is known for, it’s failure, right?
There are things you know you shouldn’t do, yet you do them anyway. Case in point: upon getting my infant daughter Hillary out of her crib recently, I realized I had to do some #1 business in the bathroom.
When I lived in Los Angeles, I worked in the arena of property representation for film projects. The company that employed me acted as a liaison between working properties—office buildings, abandoned warehouses/hospitals, private parks, etc.—and TV/film productions...
I recently had the dubious honor to work in a state where legislators and voters both still think it’s 1950. Smoking is apparently “awesome,” and of course it’s allowed indoors…