The Pact

I believe that birds make pacts with our dogs when they build their nests in our yard. The dogs keep...

Yeah, That’s My Kid

My children constantly surprise me. Last month when we were visiting Walt Disney World we splurged and let them play...

weapon of choice

to what end, all this rushing around and dominating the competition? gold? this is man’s destiny? to hoard gold and...

How to Make a Great Ad

When I broke into advertising, I was all about the high concept stuff that left an impact on people. Creating...

Would You Be Upset In Belize?

Life is hard enough without having to deal with bad drivers who don’t use their turn signals. And it’s more...

The Window

The window is constantly shutting. It does not care about your five year plan. Opportunities to live appear in every...

Ants

  What if we are all really just ants? Slaves to the machine. Blinded by conformity of the way things...

Dustin Pedroia is the Reason I Love Baseball

Make no mistake, I’m no fan of the Boston Red Sox. I used to like them back in the day...

They Only Jog in Rich Neighborhoods

Angels constantly swirl around me. Some are beautiful. Some are violent. Some have bad teeth. They protect me from those...

A Letter to America

  Dear All Dogmatic American Party Liners, We Unaffiliated American voters are pissed off at what you’ve done to our...

A Little Advice

I don't like giving advice. In fact, I hate it. It's not that I don't like helping people, there are...

Finding Neverland: A Story of Belize

This year my family took its summer vacation to the Central American nation of Belize.

3 Ways to Save Humans in America

You are what you eat. It’s an idiom kids in the 70s grew up with that made us think about...

Bump

I used to know a guy named Bump. He was a metal worker in my dad’s sheet metal shop. Bump...

Dear Parents, Do Better

In 2001 I became a parent. I chose to become a parent. But like everyone else who is a parent...

Death to Routines

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…

Sex

  • January 10, 2012
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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…

On @TimTebow, Jesus and Social Media Gurus

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…

Looking Down

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.

Four Ways To Spot A Guru on Twitter

Everyone talks about them – the snake oil gurus who corrupt the essence of Twitter. Even the gurus themselves talk about them. After all, if they didn’t – they’d look guilty, right? After hanging around this medium for a few…

Georgian Nightmares

It was a normal day at work when I decided to take a walk out into the shop where the guys were loading up a unit to ship to California. I started taking pictures with my iPhone. There was a…