I offer this quick update. As evidenced by my schlumping, stomping, dragging, bobbing and weaving all over downtown Pittsburgh today, I can confirm that it is not actually a good... Read More

Every freaking time I decide to put on clean pajamas no more than an hour afterwards, I have the urge to sneeze violently and thus pee myself a little.  Not... Read More

Quick update. So, that whole positive things are looking up I’m getting my new walking drug update that I just posted yesterday? Someone made a mistake.  There was an error... Read More

I have always loved the holidays. I know. It’s lame. I have a family that I mostly like. (I used to say “I have a perfect family” but I’m thinking... Read More

I love being alone. This seems very odd to many people, but I’ve established a sense of comfort in the solitude that I’ve been given. I treasure it. I hardly... Read More

Cheryl agreed with me yesterday. This is worse than when Chuck died. It seems almost ludicrous to say that but this is actually, really a lot worse. I could pretend... Read More

I’m sitting here in my hotel room in Atlanta, Georgia watching a series of old Sandra Bullock holiday rom-coms trying to avoid writing this post mostly because I’m so embarrassed... Read More

My mother is frequently mentioned in my writing mainly because she is a font of material and one of my most favorite people in all of the world. When my... Read More

I’m sure it’s not much of a surprise to anyone that I find myself in the grips of full on FOMO quite regularly. I’m in a constant state of evaluation... Read More

There will be good days, perfectly productive, pleasant days on the surface but for the minor fact that when you go to walk somewhere in public (not far) your legs... Read More