Love Is…

It’s my birthday today, so here’s a little thing I wrote more than 10 years ago about getting older. See? Even this post is aging. Still is relevant though.  I’ve always enjoyed getting older. That may come as a surprise [...]

Me as a Colorado Rockies fan on Opening Day: "This is so exciting! I think they really have a chance this year!" 24 Hours Later: "Oh well. There's always next year I suppose." [...]

The smell of cut grass and hot dogs and mustard. The sound of leather on polished wood. The taste of cheap beer drunk from plastic cups. Bunting hanging from the eaves, a marching band, and jets flying in formation. The [...]

Way back before the turn of the century (which is an extremely fun phrase to write) I and aspiring author, Justin Rickard, decided to start an independent, self-published magazine. It was called The Pythagorean. It was a melding of sorts [...]

It is a question we’ve all been asked at least once at some point in our childhood. And the answer, at least for me, would change depending on the time and place or the frame of mind I was in. [...]

Once, a long time ago, I told you I would love you forever. I never intended to lie to you. I am back in San Francisco, the place where we once lived together. It has been … what now? 15 [...]