• “What’th a Bwoo Debil?”

    In honor of the annual NCAA Division I men’s basketball tournament getting underway, here’s a throwback to the 1999 tournament … That was the year I had Keenan Riley (age 4) and Griffen Riley (age 3) fill out a bracket based entirely on my reading them only the names of the team mascots. [Editor’s Note:… Continue Reading

  • “Torturing Orphans,” by the Abominable Snowman

    I settled onto the barstool at my local favorite coffee shop, tossed my phone onto the bar, and fixed my eyes on the sign that offered me a little slice of holiday heaven with my caffeine: “Snowman Stories Told Here.” So, naturally, I asked my purple-haired, tattooed, and heavily pierced 20-something barista if I could… Continue Reading

  • Jumpin’ Rabbits

    He is 75, born and raised within 60 miles of the pot of French press that sits on the table between us. He’s the son of North Carolina sharecroppers whose huge smile and gregarious personality no doubt were two of his most powerful tools in his efforts to carve out a successful path as a… Continue Reading

  • Guests of Honor

    Okay, the old guy is back in the coffee shop this morning. You remember him — the one who had the big bandage on his head a few weeks ago? Only there’s no bandage on his head any more. I’m not sure what that says about a guy’s holiday season, but I’m calling it a… Continue Reading

  • OhmygoshYES!

    She is standing before me, talking at me, but I am deep in the thought and song of laptops and headphones. When I finally realize she is talking to me, I peel off my headphones and apologize. “That book,” she says, pointing to the copy of Letters to a Young Poet that sits on my… Continue Reading