Me & Chuck Muncie

Me & Chuck Muncie

If the name “Chuck Muncie” means anything to you at all, it probably indicates one of two things: You’re old. You’re a passionate fan of the NFL and it’s history of characters. I have the advantage of being both. But that still...
Cupid is Stupid

Cupid is Stupid

It’s the 4th Annual reposting of what was an instant classic. Four years ago my first born (now 13) blessed us with a poem that I vowed to re-visit on an annual basis. Compliments of Jack, my little boy genius & obvious Casanova-in-training: “I love...
(H)Road (H)Rage

(H)Road (H)Rage

I can be a hopelessly frustrated and irritable sort. Nowhere is that more apparent than when I’m behind the wheel. I’m not a road-rager, per se (don’t quote me), but I do consider myself one of the handful of people who really knows how to drive correctly. That means...
3 Dangers of Being Nice

3 Dangers of Being Nice

You can’t help it, deep down you’re a good person. You’re good enough, you’re smart enough, and doggone it – people like you. Be careful. Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of situations where “nice” is completely...
Happiness Means Letting Go

Happiness Means Letting Go

“All in.”         “What? You haven’t even looked at your cards!” “Don’t care, man…I’m tired, need to go home…all in.” This is not an atypical midnight conversation at Duffy’s Double Down Emporium...