“There’s no place like home…”

It’s not like we didn’t go into our week-long adventure in the Rockies with the best intentions. We did. We really, really did. My wife and I hadn’t had a couples vacation in a very long time. Honestly, I don’t know the last time. Maybe when our oldest was one and we spent two days […]

Live Shows, No Sleep, Road Trip, Vintage Toys : The Last Few Days

It’s Sunday morning. I cleaned up the dog’s little puke pile, took him for a poop walk, cleaned up the kitchen and dining room, and am now in my La-Z-Boy. Fresh cup of coffee next to me and writing. The process. So it’s been a busy last few days. Thursday afternoon after work I gassed […]

Cuyahoga Falls Rocks!(Or The Downward Spiral To Ohio)

There’s certain landmarks that a father has with his children. Maybe that first game you take in at the ballpark together, or when your kid finds they love casting lines on the lake with their pops. Or, maybe the first time you show them how to change the oil in the car. The point is, […]

Middle-Aged Melancholy : Two Dudes, The Cure, and the Windy City

I was never much of a Cure fan in high school. In fact, I wasn’t a fan at all. I didn’t get it; the make up, jet black hair teased to the sky, mopey guys, and the doom and gloom. None of it clicked with my Midwest, meat-and-potatoes, not really Presbyterian upbringing. If there wasn’t […]

It Doesn’t Matter If We All Die…

I couldn’t stand The Cure in high school, man. Something about that dark, doomed gnome that caked his face white with red lipstick and teased his hair high to the sky that really bugged me. Robert Smith. Come on, man. What did he have to be so depressed about? He was making a living playing […]