I turned 36 last Friday. This means a few things: I’m officially about mid-life. I’m now on the back side of my thirties. It also has me thinking about what I did with the first 35 years. These are the sort of exercises that can depress a man, because weContinue Reading

Today, I'm 34, and I have some sort of plague (in it's earliest stages). I'd like to watch everything on my DVR machine while I sip coffee by the fireplace all day, but, I have some work I must do today. But, come on, it's my birthday. So, I've compromisedContinue Reading