Something as small as a blackberry …

Picture a busy street. One crammed with four lanes of commuters cruising along at 55 mph. Add the bike lanes. Add the sidewalks.  What do you see? Is your imaginary sidewalk empty?  Or did you see the runner? Did you see the children walking with their parents? Did you see the dog and his owner? Did…

Ode to the MILF

Remember the popular kids in high school – how they seemed to float through the halls completely unaware of the rest of the world let alone the peewees that hung on every move, every word, every everything that the said popular kid did. Remember? If you were one of the peewees then you probably recall…

Fast as lightening, skinny as a stick

My daughter is 5’7 – maybe even 5’8. She is smart (unfortunately for me a little too damn smart at times); thin and muscular (she’s an athlete; probably weighs 130 pounds, wears a size 2); she is nice (to everyone except her 12-year old sister); she is beautiful (really, I’m not just saying that ‘cause…

Ever See a Yogi Run Fast?

I am a runner. And without regressing to the glory days, I will simply say that at one time – be it a long time ago – I was actually pretty darn good. Alas, I am no longer in the business of record setting and have attempted to embrace YOGA. Really. I have tried. Tried…

The Chicken or the Egg??

My mother is in town.  According to Mapquest she lives two thousand, two hundred and forty four point fifty three miles from me.  We Skype.  We talk on the phone almost daily.  She mails me newspaper articles that she thinks I should read.  But as you can imagine, we don’t see each other every other…