Every time I watch Apollo 13, I bawl my eyes out during the launch scene. The expressions on the actors’ faces — the striking difference between the astronauts’ focus and the crowd’s emotion, the camera work and the music, the latter of which is …

Today was yet another of those days when a migraine paid me a visit, although it wasn’t a terribly bad one. At the first sign of an aura, I brace myself for a draining rest of the day. Before too long, I was the weirdo in the darkened office looki…

Once upon a time, someone called me flighty. I took it personally, and it offended me. For years, I walked around with it hanging over my head like a little cloud. I wondered if everyone had known this about me except for, well, me. “Hi, don’t tal…

Rumor has it we’re under a waning gibbous moon tonight. Gibbous, adjective: more than half, but less than fullly illuminated (used of a moon or planet). Waning, verb: decreasing gradually in size. It’s currently missing in action, instead preferri…

Although it began five days ago, this is the first day that October has felt like October. And while autumn settled in for its months-long visit a couple weeks back, today is the first day that my thoughts have been colored by burnt oranges, rich …

A new Sarah Brightman album is about to be released, and her website has recently been revamped. Its intro is somewhat magical and mysterious, hopeful yet dreamlike. In it, she differentiates between being a dreamer, and being a dream chaser. I us…

The charm of cooking is that not only do you [hopefully] get tasty vittles when all is said and done, but it can teach us quite a bit in the process, as well. Too fired up? Reduce your heat. Remove yourself from an intense situation and allow your…

After tonight, I’ll have blogged for 276 consecutive days. And even if most people haven’t read my posts, I’m thankful for the habit I’ve formed for myself. Even if nothing ever comes of this writing dream long after other projects beyond Thanky a…

If you’d have told me years ago that my days of working among racing’s elite would one day lead to dancing, I’d have thought you were crazy. But that’s just what’s about to happen. A former client of mine invited me to tonight’s taping of “Dancing…

I believe that everything in our lives happens at the exact moment it’s supposed to happen — the good, the bad, the ugly and the supposedly “accidental.” I went to my playwriting meeting again today and, while I was on my way there, found myself …