Forty for Forty – #27. What Goes On In Your Ed?

Editor’s Note:   I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending one calendar year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. Today, it’s all about this place. Where’s my cake? You know how they say, the older you get the more you forget? Well, I’ve always prided…

Forty for Forty – #29. Fashionably Late

Editor’s Note:   I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending one calendar year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. I should have been at the halfway point by now but in mid-October, I went astray. At the time I didn’t think anyone was reading these…

Forty for Forty – #30. Along Came a Ryder

Editor’s Note – Here’s  the drill. I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending the next year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. After this, we have 29 more to go in five short months. Now, technically the following piece was published a few years…

Forty for Forty – #31. Don’t Worry, Be Happy

Editor’s Note:   By now you know the drill. I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending the next year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. This is #31 with plenty more to come. The last time I did this, it was mid-October (my anniversary) and…

Forty for Forty – #32. Your Song

Editor’s Note:   By now you know the drill. I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending the next year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. Well, I’d say the fact that one woman in this world actually took a chance on me is pretty damn…

Forty for Forty – #33. A Good Walk Spoiled

Editor’s Note:   By now you know the drill. I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending the next year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. In this one, I focus on one sad truth. I was the last guy picked on almost every single team….

September 11, 2001

“Where were you when…” Growing up, I always heard that same question (usually connected to recounted tales of JFK’s assassination) and never quite understood the heartache a simple line of inquiry could implant in a person. On September 11, 2001 – at the tail end of my twenties – I suddenly learned with great gravity…

Forty for Forty – #35. The Monkeybar Mafia

Editor’s Note:   By now you know the drill. I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’m spending the next year writing 40 posts that say something about my life. This one’s an easy one. Tonight I got some great news. It’s probably the biggest thing I’ve done creatively to…