Have you heard of Bart the Cat, the zombie cat that came back from the dead? After being hit by a car, then buried by the owner's neigh...

Three years ago, Jessie convinced me to run the Surf City Half-Marathon. I've never been much of a runner. Running is one of those ac...

When my oldest son was in kindergarten, his teacher, Mrs. Saizon, taught the class this phrase: To be the best that I can be the choice wi...

There was a man in my neighborhood who proudly wore a graying mullet and started every other sentence with the phrase "The thing of it ...

Hey all! I have some awesome news. But let's start at the beginning: I wrote a manuscript. It took 5 months to write, and 10 months to...

Apparently I only update this blog when something truly horrific or disgusting happens in my life. Enough said, you've been fairly war...

Really, this post should be labeled: Why Do I Keep Going There? (Bangs Head Against Wall). Regardless, you'll understand why both tit...