I woke up this morning like I do most Saturdays, with a bed full of girls. We talked and laughed and before getting up for the day, I said something like, “I don’t want this to be just another Saturday filled with routines, ok?” Twenty minutes later I was enjoying a coffee and watching a video of Paulo Coelho talking about ‘seeking adventure’ as a writer, when my wife yelled OH MY GOD from the kitchen. I can see the…
Until I was eighteen, sex meant using my imagination and a JC Penny catalog. But then things changed. And for the next six years I enjoyed the company, and the madness, of many women. It was the age in life when we fling our bodies around like Frisbees. With hormones raging and our bodies in peak physical condition, we feel like Gods. I’m sure it’s no different today. Nor will it be any different tomorrow. But then things changed again…
Unless you live in Ukraine, you know all about Denver Broncos QB Tim Tebow and his remarkable run as a starting QB in the NFL. If not, here’s the synopsis: Tim Tebow was the 25th player selected in the 2010 NFL draft as a QB out of of the University of Florida (go Gators). Every NFL guru said he was be better suited to play fullback or linebacker, because of his size, strength and agility. But Tebow insisted he’s a…
I don’t want to watch detectives string together clues to my murder, from heaven. Getting angry at them for their coffee breaks. And overlooking the obvious. *** Jim Mitchem doesn’t sell spaceships. Just ships.
I’m not what you’d call religious, but I am a God guy. Though I don’t believe in asking Him for ‘things.’ In fact, the only prayer I routinely say is the Serenity Prayer – which asks for serenity, courage and wisdom. Although I do have a prayer for 2012. “Dear God, please continue to bless my family with good health. And help us to understand that everything else that happens during the year is icing.” Though if I could add…
When we first moved into our house there was a gully in the middle of the backyard that was connected to a storm drain. When it rained the gully would fill and then run off to a neighbor’s yard and eventually into a nearby creek. When it was dry, it was a highway for rodents. We had rats at one point. So the city blocked the storm drain and we filled the gully. The rats left. But now they’re back…
