Reflections on the characters I’ve been, and the one I’m still becoming.
Telephones used to be attached to walls and transmit only voices. In some ways, that was better.
Every year at Christmas, I wait for a certain feeling to reach me. And at some point, it always does.
Twenty-four years ago, I gave the best gift I've ever given. It involved international commerce, red-and-blue flower petals, and the mouth of a wolf. Here's the story ...
In 1987, my parents sent me to a teen psychologist. Here's how that encounter went.
What I've learned from banging out beats behind my most metal friends and neighbors.
What I learned from making a (slight) menace of myself on the ski slopes--and over cheese fries.
A long time ago, in a make-believe galaxy not far away, I pretended to be Luke Skywalker. Here's how that turned out.
The important lesson I learned from my daughter's experimentation with eye makeup.
One of my daughters recently asked why I "always" wink at her. The answer has to do with silent connections formed in my distant past.