Monthly Archives: May, 2010

Hey Jude

I dedicated my book to two saints – my late father and St. Jude. Both were easy choices. My father was a man of few words, lots of love, incredible wit and will probably remain…

Kicked in the face

I’m a very proud child of the ‘80s in every way, but especially in music. Like most of my friends during high school, I warmly embraced the L.A. hard rock, glam metal, hair band scene.…

Coffee talk

Like most adults, I now drink coffee. But like most accidental adults, I can’t fully commit to even this simplest of adult activities. Nope. For me, it’s decaf with a couple of ice cubes to…

Suburbia checklist

I just returned from a weekend visit of my hometown, and the memories came flooding back. Growing up in Central Wisconsin often felt like living life in a fishbowl. There wasn’t a dirt road my…