Dear Life, I have not written to you in quite some time. In fact, I do not remember the last time I actually made a request to you in writing. I know I have talked to you plenty, both in my head and even out loud. Consider this a more official form of communication, a… Read More


(The following scenario actually occurred during my sons’ Upward Basketball practice this evening. This should give you an indication of how ridiculously overactive my brain can be at times. Enjoy!) Okay, break time. The little kids are headed off the court for a while, meaning my 9 year old son and I can grab a… Read More


Words cannot express how loathe I am to sit here and write this tonight. This is Tuesday. This is the day when I’m supposed to write a little something about a song that has meant something to me and get to bed earlier. I already took a nap this afternoon. This is the day that… Read More


In college basketball-crazed Kentucky, being a fan of the NBA makes me something of an anomaly. Most of the time when I mention I like professional basketball, the responses will almost always be the same… “They don’t play any defense.” “It’s a thug league.” “Too much one-on-one basketball.” “I don’t have time to follow it.”… Read More


I like books. I don’t mean I just like reading books. I mean I like¬†books. It just feels wrong to me to read a book off of a computer screen. I like to turn the pages. I like to feel it in my hands. I like to find some odd piece of scrap paper or… Read More


Oh, America, America. What has happened to you? I guess I shouldn’t really be surprised. I mean, it’s been this way for years and years now. The ’60s, ’70s, ’80s, ’90s, even during this young century: Everyone is looking for love. Everyone wants to be loved. Everyone wants to give love to someone else. Everyone… Read More


(As I’m writing this, I’m at home with either the flu or strep throat. Tests for both came back negative at the doctor’s office yesterday, and I’m currently on medication for both. I don’t think I’ve been this sick in a long time. I meant to have this up yesterday, but I just wasn’t feeling… Read More


It seems as if a large majority of my life these days is revolving around basketball. My two oldest daughters are playing for a local private Christian school and practicing three nights a week (unless one of those nights is a game night, in which case they are, obviously, playing a game), and my oldest… Read More


Four years ago, thank to Dan Gilbert and LeBron James, we all found out what Comic Sans font looked like. Shortly after “The Decision” was made by James to leave the NBA’s Cleveland Cavaliers to go the Miami Heat via free agency, Gilbert fired off one of the most bizarre hissy-fit letters in the history… Read More