Have you ever looked at something and thought, if I adjusted it marginally, it could be awesome? Then, the next thing you know, you’re pulling at Continue Reading
I Left the Building, Not the Savior
With most things in my life, there isn’t a direct route. I find the most convoluted pathway, and then stutter-step back and forth until I eventually Continue Reading
Late and Still Here
I’m starting this week’s article thirty minutes after it was scheduled to go live. The week got away from me. Life has been doing that thing again, Continue Reading
What We Lose to Machines
The world I grew up in no longer exists. I think about that a lot. This is what being middle-aged looks like. Who knew when we were kids that we’d Continue Reading
I’ll Settle for Purpose
I wake up each morning wishing I could hurry the day up and crawl back into bed. Apathy or Armageddon be damned; I just want to sleep these days. I Continue Reading
Lost Connection
Last week, millions of Verizon customers found themselves disconnected from service and stuck in SOS mode. Initially, I didn’t think much of it when Continue Reading
A Forecast for Panic
For almost two weeks, meteorologists and weather apps tracked a “devastating” snow and ice storm that was due to wreak havoc on the Eastern Atlantic Continue Reading
Hardcore Goes Marching On
I made my way into the dimly lit cinderblock building, elbowing past patrons half my age. I caught the eye of the friend I’d come to see and snaked my Continue Reading
The Day After We Forgot
The skies were empty. It was calm, savagely serene. There was an ominous foreboding in the wind. None of us knew what to do, but we knew nothing would Continue Reading
The Weight of My Own Standards
I’m writing the first lines of this article thirty minutes past when it should have gone live. It likely won’t be finished until hours later. I’ve Continue Reading
Working for Free in the Shutdown Season
Well, as of this morning, I am working for the government pro bono. I’m too “essential” to be furloughed but not valuable enough to be paid during a Continue Reading
The Fire That Stills My Mind
There’s a certain therapeutic magic in watching flames dance across lumber in my fire pit. I’ve made a habit of creating woodpiles on my property over Continue Reading