As I was typing away in my office a few weeks ago, I received a frantic call from my wife. “Help, come quick.” This was serious. I raced upstairs without checking my email for jokes or last night’s sports scores on ESPN .com. When I reached the dining room, my wife said with … [Read more...]

In my second life I want to come back as a TV remote control. Why? If you’re a woman, need you ask? Better yet, if you’re a man…well...duh. Especially a southern man, who, surrounded by car magazines, pretzels, and ice cold beer, (all man’s best-friends—sorry, Fido) snuggles … [Read more...]

Dear Leona Helmsley’s Dog, First off, let me just send my condolences and tell you how sorry I am for your loss. This must be very tough on you. Maybe as tough as when your mother was sent off to the federal pen for tax evasion. Things got tough then, and we all read about how … [Read more...]

I just celebrated---if that’s the word--- my forty-fourth birthday. The guy with the scythe left early, but I still feel like I’ve blocked the plate in baseball with my head. And it has nothing to do with the refreshments. Double-digit birthdays (DDBs) hit harder than others, … [Read more...]