Late last year our family lost Rodney Cole, father and grandfather. My nephew Isaiah, 14, wrote an elegy in his honor. Here you go … A fallen English man breathes his last breath. Rodney had been seemingly immortal, Had overcome multiple cancer, and severe injuries too But everyone can die,
For those of you who collect (or collected) baseball cards back in the 1970s, the name “Bump Wills” might evoke thoughts of the Toronto Blue Jays—a team the longtime Rangers second baseman never actually played for. That’s because, in the lord’s year of 1979, the Topps Trading Company accidentally had
It’s Friday night. You’re at the office, working late on the big project. It’s been an exhausting week for you and the cohorts. Red eyes. Fatigued hands. “Yo, guys?” Ron says from behind his cubicle. “Let’s go karaoke.” It strikes you as a silly idea. But suddenly people perk up.
Do me a favor and try this. Think of a person you love more than life itself. This is preferably someone under the age of, oh, 20. But it doesn’t have to be. Just picture someone in your head who you absolutely, positively live for; someone you would willingly die
So a few hours ago the wife, kids and I cruised through an enormous weekend Asian food festival at the Orange County Fairgrounds. It was cool and yummy and fun, and toward the end Catherine said, “We can get dessert and then watch the music.” We got dessert. We walked over
The NRA has a plan. It’s happening now. They know it. We (mostly) know it. A mass shooting occurs inside a school. People cry, shout, scream, demand change, blame the NRA, Tweet out photos of politicians with blood coating their hands. People insist we need to do better, note other
The Chapman University senior graduates in a couple of days—heading off into a world dominated by chaos, confusion, anger, angst and stupid #hashtags. So why is she so damn excited?
Brian Kemp is running for governor of Georgia. He’s a tough-talking conservative who likes guns and trucks and trucks and guns. He spends most of his money trying to show us all that he’s no candy-ass pussy liberal; that he’ll shoot anyone in the face who even tries to take
In case you missed this gem, Aaron Schlossberg went into deep hiding today—behind his umbrella. The disgusting, gross, nasty, hateful, bigoted New York City-based attorney made waves two days ago, when he went off on several Spanish-speaking employees at a Manhattan eatery. The video—caught mid-rant—went uber viral, and in a matter
Earlier today I went to the dentist to fix a cracked tooth. Everyone was going along swimmingly. Numbing agent—check. Water—check. That stuff you wedge between the gum and the lip—check. Then: The Drill. God, I hate that noise. To me, it’s the dental equivalent of Jason Voorhees knocking at your