Deep Thoughts

Who remembers Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey? My favorite went something like this: “If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let ’em go — because man…they’re gone.” I was standing in the TSA line this morning at LAX. Terminal 3, to be exact — the same place where the TSA […]

Tayo’s Lesson

He’s getting up there in age. He usually doesn’t sleep with me, as he tends to prefer staying out most of the night despite his years. He’s lazy and naps during the day while I slave away. He is soft-spoken but demanding and persistent when he wants something — which is rare, except when it […]

The Yardstick

My mom used to sew when I was little. I remember her sewing machine, its color, the smell, the sound. I tried a couple of times and can’t say my efforts were a complete failure, but I much preferred sewing small things by hand: scrunchies (it was, after all, the ’80s), maybe a doll dress […]

The Puzzle.

So I have a dilemma, but not. I’d radio the problem into Houston, if I could, but it’s not really that, either. A coworker told me today it’s simply more of a puzzle. I thought about this for a while. She’s right. Consider this: everything in our lives is a puzzle. Some are simple, familiar […]

The Next Big Thing

How many times have you rushed out and charged something because it’s touted as the next big thing, the best version or the must-have item of the season? How many times have you tuned into a news segment or TV show because the next big star is going to be on it? There’s no shortage […]

Patient and Kind

By design, my life is fairly quiet. Sometimes I wonder if it’s too quiet, but not because I feel I’m missing something. I wonder this because I’ll occasionally look inside my world from an outsider’s point of view and I’ll think that something needs to change. This is a short-lived belief. I’m more than good […]

Proof.

As human beings, it seems like we’re always looking for proof. Proof that someone loves us, as if to say that their words aren’t enough. Proof that we’re good enough, as though someone telling me that I can do whatever I put my mind to goes in one ear and out the other. Proof that […]