(originally posted on New Year’s Day, 2011) I grew up in the deep south – below I-10, east of the Mississippi River. During my childhood, I remember having to eat pork (usually ham), black-eyed peas and collard greens on New Year’s Day. For luck. Collards symbolized money; pigs root forward (not backward, like, say, crawfish); and there’s something about how black-eyed peas sustained a group of starving soldiers during the Civil War. “It’s tradition,” we were told. For the record…
Nothing is static, except oblivion. If there’s one thing you must come to terms with in your life, it’s that everything changes. Constantly. You included. If you’ve got children, whenever you see people you haven’t seen in a while they’ll invariably state, ‘My, how they’ve grown!’ We as parents don’t see it. It happens too gradually. Like the hour hand on a clock. But rest assured, they’re changing. In fact, the physical changes humans undergo during our first 18 or…
Rather than try to impress you with a top ten list of social media stories, celebrity tweets or natural disasters from 2010, I’m only expert enough to share my own stuff. So even though this might be the lamest top ten list you’ll ever see, here are my top ten Twitpics from 2010. (Note: All photos shot with an iPhone and *without* the aid of filters – which I know isn’t very hip, but hey.) #10. The day our puppy flew. …
I used to be a very talented liar. But I gave it up. When I was an IT headhunter in NYC back in the day, my old boss used to say, “Always tell the truth, there’s less to remember.” Ironically, he later went to prison for fraud. But I’ve always remembered what he said because he was absolutely right. It’s a helluva lot easier to be honest. And so now for a very long time, I’ve been the most honest…
“Daddy!” Seven-year-old Piety Robinson said in her loudest quietest voice as she stood next to her sleeping father. She shook him, “Daddy. We’re going to miss it.” Edward Robinson opened his eyes to see the blurry outline of his daughter and son. He reached for his glasses. The clock on the nightstand read 3:30. He made a promise to take the children outside to view the lunar eclipse, but never thought they’d wake for it. “How long have you guys…
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