Despite the fact that I’m not really in the market these days, I’m often told I need to get out more and that a guy isn’t going to come crashing through my ceiling, or just knock on my front door. Well, get this: one did. (Knock on my front door, …

I would’ve been almost four when she was born. Maybe we played on the same playgrounds when we were little. Maybe we’d been at Disneyland at the same time when we were growing up. Perhaps we’d gone to the beach and splashed in the same surf back i…

I’ve been working on a couple of plays for a while now, and I’ve had some issues finishing them. I don’t know if it’s so much writer’s block as much as it is the strange fear that if I sit down to complete them, I can see them going in so many dif…

For some reason I found myself reading an older article in National Geographic from April 2002 about the Afghan girl with the green eyes. Remember the cover photo from the mid-1980s? The article I was reading was about how they found her again (at…

On any given weekend, my goal is to get as much sleep as possible. You’d think I was trying to store it up for use whenever I run low during the week, but that’s clearly not the case. Still, however, whenever the weekend rolls around, catching up …

I consider myself a homebody for the most part. Sometimes I think it’s because I exhausted my lifetime supply of energy when I was younger. If it wasn’t ballet lessons, it was baton. If it wasn’t baton, it was clarinet. If it wasn’t clarinet, it w…

Since I’m on a storytelling kick lately, I’ll continue with one from 3rd or 4th grade. My best friend Erin and I were at the Buena Park Mall back in the day. We’d been dropped off by a parental unit and spent the afternoon window shopping and snac…

I honestly can’t remember if I’ve ever written about tonight’s subject, or if I’ve just told the story numerous times as of late. Either way, the story I’m about to tell is one of my favorites. When I was a freshman in high school, I remember havi…

I have two serious weaknesses when it comes to food: Cake (which includes cupcakes) and Del Taco. Makes for some good drama with the waistline, lemme tell ya. The agency where I currently work is [deliciously] blessed to receive many a treat from …

One of the things I dislike most in life is when I get into a music rut. Meh. When I get ready in the morning, I’m listening to it. When I’m driving to work, I’m listening to more of it. I can’t listen to it when I work, because then I won’t focus…