1) Sarcasm is easily misinterpreted on the phone. 2) I have a face for radio and a voice for Twitter. Which is to say, I don’t like my voice. 3) Having to hold my hand up to my…
It’s 1:30 a.m. on a Wednesday morning. I’m laying in a double bed next to my seven-year-old daughter, who is snoring away. The bedroom of the house we are in is located between the kitchen and the living room…
Earlier today I tweeted that my life had been threatened at a traffic signal. I think I owe it to you to explain a little. First, today is the first day of spring break. The kids are home. The wife…
This morning I participated in a walk to cure Juvenile Diabetes at our daughters’ school. I didn’t want to go. I had work to do. Two-hours standing outside encouraging 2nd and 3rd graders to keep walking around a big…
Last night I lost a dozen or so followers after a tweet about my ass. I just happened to notice this because of those stupid numbers on Twitter that show us how valuable we are to the world. Or at…
April 4. Three words. Ten characters. The chance to push something good into the world. For a change. #ILoveYou
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
