There was a Taco Casa in the town where I went to high school. I didn't know it was a chain. I thought it was ours. We went often and filled up on Tex-Mex, and I would have told anybody who asked that I loved the place. Twenty years ago I found another one in … Continue reading Taco Casa
Category: Life
The Workbench
I didn't have it in me to mow, my wife called off the gym, and I did two small things instead — a vacuum that took ten minutes and a workbench I can finally see the top of.
Baseboards
I can cut trim. I've done it before, the math makes sense, and I still got flustered — because it had been years. So I took pictures of the corners and asked for the cuts.
The Other Tony Robbins
A guy from my old Toastmasters club wished me happy birthday by calling me the other Tony Robbins. I smiled. Then I had to sit with the fact that I've spent this whole year running from exactly that.
The Table
There's a crack down the middle of my kitchen table. You can't see it anymore. The table is a hundred and fifteen years old and it had a family before it had us.
