There are some opportunities in life that only come along once, some things that you only get one shot at. You can't unbreak an egg. For the most part, I'm one to be philosophical about such things. My go to example is one morning many years ago when I was running incredibly late for work, … Continue reading You Can’t Unbreak An Egg
I've been having some really great days lately and I want to take a moment to acknowledge that. As you may have noticed, there's not a little bit of turmoil out there in the world these days, something that I think makes it all the more important to make note of good days. I've been … Continue reading Great Days.
I've kept some kind of a notebook, or journal, since junior high. Thankfully, the majority of them have gone the way of the wind. I suppose that's a nice way of saying that I destroyed them at one time or another. I recall erasing every word of January 1981, when it occurred to me that … Continue reading An Unraveled Hem, Joan Didion
I'm not particularly fond of sharing too much in the way of personal anecdotes with regard to story origins, idea origins, inspirations. I think that there was, or is, a certain age where there's kind of a momentary reveling in the adventures or exploits of one's youth as such, where we tell those stories, and … Continue reading The Origins and Mythology of Red Line Wine, Some Relics and Memorabilia