I give up. I can’t write. I just have to face up to it. I’ve sat at this keyboard and started umpteen different posts and haven’t finished a single one of them. I’m blocked up like a dam. See? I can’t even come up with clever metaphors (And, yes, I know that was a simile.… Read More


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


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