I’ve often written about my love for the holidays and my preference for the late fall/winter time of year. If I had to prioritize my seasons, they’d go in the order of winter, fall, spring and summer. I love when the days are short, when it’s dark…

The other day on my way to work, I was stopped at a busy intersection waiting for the light to turn green. I noticed a man across the streeting looking mighty excited to be walking to the bus stop. He was older, had an enormous beard, a full backp…

Every so often, I have a toenail that likes to go rogue. Back in the day (“the day” being sixth grade) my brother and I went to see a movie — Scrooged, to be exact. The Buena Park mall was the place to be and he was newly-licensed, so we drove ov…

Continuing with my Cirque musings, I was thinking after writing last night’s post about how I used to want to work at the Cirque du Soleil headquarters in Montreal, Quebec. I’ve applied online a few times over the years, but the biggest issue for …

On my way to work this morning, I dusted off some Cirque du Soleil tunes. It’s been forever and a day since I listened to them; their return was way beyond overdue. Has anyone seen “O”? I find the entire performance, including the music, to be not…

I might’ve mentioned this before, but I’m consistently amazed that on the days when I wake up early, I end up running about 10 minutes late in getting to the office. And on days when I wake up late, I get to work on time, if not a few minutes earl…

It takes me just under one hour to get to work. And when I get there, our agency occupies two of the three floors in the building. I work on three. If I took a lunch hour, my work day would be divided into two four-hour chunks. But I rarely do thi…

Today held one of those moments when I realized that had my timing been off by about an hour, my day may have ended far differently. I often see accidents that have just happened and, as I drive past them, I rewind a bit and realize that had it no…

“We are the music makers,And we are the dreamers of dreams,Wandering by lone sea-breakers,And sitting by desolate streams —World-losers and world-forsakers,On whom the pale moon gleams:Yet we are the movers and shakersOf the world for ever, it see…

I think my computer’s on the fritz. Just before I was able to start typing, I started it up twice, only to be met with a black screen after logging in. Hm. Third time was clearly a charm. A couple of days ago, my tire was on the fritz. I hopped in…