Well, speaking of being an impostor , I spent the last weekend pretending I'm an appliance repairman. That's twice this month I...

As I enter midlife, I'm pursuing creativity more in my life. And not just as a hobby or pastime, but as something that defines me and as...

Back in our radio days, The Navigator and I had a "Trilogy of Rock". Rush, Clutch and Motorhead.  Unfortunately, neither of us wou...

 I've wanted to do a post about my dogs since coming back to the blogiverse, and since I've caught the curse that's befallen my ...

Last week, just after walking off stage after performing at O’Hanlon’s  I learned that my grandfather, Remo Forer had passed away at 97 year...

It’s been a weird year for me. On one hand, I’ve launched a music project that’s growing at a really comfortable rate and giving me the c...

Rhonda and I were discussing recently how once the kids were gone, we were going to start taking our holidays in the fall when the weather i...

I had a weird liminal space dream about a week ago. I was in a vast area underground of stacked halls with tall columns, all in pale white m...

I even poked him in the back. This weekend was the not-so-exciting but emotional sequel to our grandma's funeral from this past January ...

In a time of conflict and fighting among the friends of the world, I come to you today with an olive branch. A realization that sometimes - ...