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There are times when you realize you’re really an adult. These times come out of the blue. With the birth of a child you think, “Wow, I’m responsible for another life now!” I remember holding Sheridan and feeling such immense love for her. I looked at Ray and it seemed impossible that God could believe we could be trusted to supply this life with guidance and love to help her grow to be a good person.
Not too long ago, I had some dealings with a young fella named Jake Sasseville, who's the host of an independently produced TV show that used to be called The Edge With Jake Sasseville. Guess what? It ain't called that anymore. Now the show is called Late Night Republic. One of his sponsors is Pringles, which is not a chip. It is a crisp. That needs to be cle
I was talking with a friend on Facebook tonight and we got to talking about old girlfriends/boyfriends. He was asking if I remembered certain people from college. From that my mind began to wander to someone I had dated in college - sort of. This guy was an amazing friend to me. He and I had bonded over silly stuff that matters in college but nowhere else in the world. We would spend hours upon hours together doing the silliest of things. One night we too
I'm still here. I'm still loving you. I'm just not writing as much here as I used to. Why? I've told you before but I will reiterate. I'm working on a book. Writing for that rather than writing for this is like dating two people at the same time. It's very hard to keep your head straight. You tell one she's "the greatest thing since Madonna" and you tell the other she's "the greatest thing s
You figure that when you speak to a Hall of Famer, the guy is supposed to be like the pope or a saint. There are so few of them, there must be something oddly special and strange about them. You figure you're going to stutter and shake and sweat and have no business breathing the same air as the man who is such a huge part of baseball history. Because you love baseball and because you love its history and because this guy did things that you could never conceivably do, he's a deity.&nb
You know how channels like Lifetime - Television For Women used to air made-for-TV movies with great titles like My Breast or Yeast Infection At 16? Today, you're going to read about something that should probably be turned into a movie for Spike or, if we really don't want anybody to see it, Vs. This movie would be called My Vasectomy.
My dad, Red, played baseball for parts of 7 seasons. Most fans would look at his baseball card and say that he sucked. Yeah, he wasn't that good. He was "serviceable," which meant when a roster spot called for a guy to breathe, my dad fit the bill. That was basically his contribution as a pitcher with a lifetime 4.51 ERA.