Today we examine lying. What it means. Whether it’s always bad, or whether you can even conclusively determine what it means one way or the other. Can you lie to your car? Can you lie to your cat? You can certainly lie to your mother. People do that seemingly all…

It is only in hindsight that I see how the text below might be taken by my parents in particular, who are irreplaceable to me and who I’ve appreciated far too infrequently in my life. Still, I cannot allow my fears of in some way hurting them to force me…

I happened to be listening to Jim Croce’s original [Time In A Bottle] recently. It was on the occasion of the passing of a friend. Perhaps you will give me a few moments about it. I have been having a hard time interacting with life lately. It has never felt…

The final analysis you need on the question of road tripping. [Author’s note: please understand prior to reading this that I care far more about the data underlying this topic than anything else. That basically means I’m bringing facts to the table versus simple opinions. …

Beaches Once I heard a story about a little boy playing on a beach — I’m not sure whether it was truth or fiction. The story made no mention of what beach it was, or where, or when. As I think about it now, it might have been any beach…

A writer’s fashion to consider lovingly bidding adieu to his car — I understand that I brought my car in the week before Christmas. I am sure when I did so I made it pretty clear that I wasn’t [at the time couldn’t be] in a rush to have it fixed. That was disclosed, Justin. I’m not suggesting that my personal considerations…

Direct quote: If there’s magic in boxing… … it’s the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance… … beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It’s the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you. AND Little girl seems to be coming along. Yeah. It’s almost…