Friday I slept until after eight. I've done that maybe twice in ten years. I'm up at 5:30 every day, not because anyone makes me — I like it, it's the quietest part of the day and it belongs to me. But Friday I woke up at some point, looked at the clock, and went … Continue reading Eight O’clock
Everybody's seen one of those shows. A house that used to be a house — the counters go first, then the chairs, and eventually there's one worn path from the front door to the one seat somebody still sits in. Everything that was supposed to make the life easier is now standing between the person … Continue reading The Shelves
The best place to be is with the ones you love. I can’t think of anything better that helps me unwind than being with the ones who recharge me. I am an extrovert and I am recharged by being with my people...my wife and son. That is where I have been this weekend. It has … Continue reading When you are stressed
I took today off work. Nothing on the other end of it. No appointment, no trip, no reason I could have written down if somebody asked me for one. Up at eight. At Summer Moon by nine. It's my favorite coffee shop— the drip is good enough that you don't do anything to it. I … Continue reading Summer Moon
Around our house, we love a good puzzle. It's part of the furniture — brain-teasers at the table, riddles in the car, a general suspicion that anything can be turned into a game if you look at it right. So when my son's eighteenth birthday came around and he told me what he wanted, it … Continue reading Aim for the Top of the Room
