I am the mullet man


Thanks to my big brother looking through old photos, the much anticipated visual proof of

Christmas Music Then and Now


One of the best parts about having four young boys is I get to see first-hand Christmas

Turducken Poem


This poem was originally posted at Stop Me When I Am Lying. I’m cross-posting here

On wearing many hats


I’ve had a career related epiphany lately. I was in the midst of whining about

Coke Zero or diet Pepsi MAX?


I’m out of my Diet Dr. Pepper phase. I now must decide between Coke Zero

Looking like a land lubber


A recent pose from the deck of a ship that does not sail. I’m wearing

Looking like a ghost town


What can I tell you? Four kids and a job that has me working from

Now That Hurts


I’m fond of Facebook. Sometimes, however, the error messages are unintentionally insulting. In the wee

The Beat Goes On


John, Uncle Drew and the drums of Christmas morning.

Looking Like Two Too Many


If you are bored on a Saturday afternoon, and remember that you haven’t posted at