For as much as I love being behind the wheel, one of the biggest bummers about driving is the plethora of other drivers seemingly determined to cut you off. The ones who gun it and dart across five lanes after only casually glancing towards the fa…

So I was chatting with a friend earlier this evening over happy hour about the idea of doing something every day for a year or more, e.g. this blog or, in the case of his example, a gentleman who photographed himself — and we’re talking three or …

I don’t know how it happened, but it did. It was almost like magic, with perhaps a dash of time travel thrown in for good measure. The same way you fall asleep some nights and wake up what feels like seconds later with the alarm clock going off is…

Someone today said that there are no missed opportunities — they’re simply passed on to other people. How true this is. The person said this was a Greek thing to say, but in reality, perhaps they’re just the ones who are most realistic in this ca…

During the evenings when I’m watering in the backyard, I’ll often hear the distant sound of a passing airplane overhead. Not a small two or four-seater, but instead the kind that speaks of some sort of great journey ahead — the ones that hold a f…

A friend of mine is looking to get back into the dating game, and lately I’ve been offering up suggestions of things to do: Maybe an online dating site? Perhaps a Meetup group? Or perhaps he and I could hit up some area establishments for some goo…

On Iron Chef America, it’s a question you’ll hear often during the course of the hour-long program. How much time? Time left to chop. To dice. To grill, to boil, to mix, to puree. Time left to render, to reduce, to marinate. Time left to build, to…

Sometimes my heart breaks for trees. The ones in a forest, a field or anyplace where their roots have room to expand and their branches can stretch out are fine by me. I love a giant tree that’s so tall it almost appears proud and all-knowing, obs…

I can’t remember the last time I carried cash in my wallet. It was probably for a business trip, but I can’t be sure. I don’t know whether my lack of tangible dinero is because I feel I’m more efficient with a card, or whether I’m just lazy. It’s …

Over lunch today, I was speaking with a friend about the power of yes. It goes without saying that we all probably prefer our bubble, our routine. It’s comfortable, it’s easy, and it’s not unlike a familiar t-shirt or pair of jeans that have stood…