I let my dogs lick my face. I have three real friends. I like show tunes. I loathe insincerity and falseness. I used to be a raging drunk filled with suicidal thoughts. I think most Americans are slaves to a machine…
A few weeks ago as we were driving through downtown Charlotte at night, my daughter Cozette (9) said, “I wish I could go to the top of that building at night.” as she gazed wondrously at the Duke Energy Center…
One thing I’ve always loved about Twitter is that it forces brevity. Not unlike writing advertising. Be quick or be dead, and all that. Last December I published a post of some of my most favorite ‘favorited’ tweets from 2012…
I grew up around guns. My stepfather kept one in his car’s glove compartment. That is, until the night a drunken neighbor shot a policeman responding to a call. After that, everyone’s stepfathers kept their guns in closets. For a…
Not if you don’t believe, he’s not. So my advice to you is to believe. Believe in things you can’t see. Believe in things that defy logic. Believe in the power of love to change the world. Believe in your…
It starts when Gaza lobs a garbage can filled with dynamite into Israel, and Israel responds with laser-guided missiles. Iraq sympathizes with the plight of the Palestinians and allows Iran to march its army right through to Syria where they…
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
