As humans, we have one really effective weapon. LAUGHTER. π Laughter disarms tension, builds connection, and frankly, makes all the nonsense a little more bearable. Itβs a universal language that says, βHey, I get it. Weβre all in this chaos together.β π€£ So, the next time life throws a curveball,…
Everyone acts like watching strangers play video games is some bizarre Gen Z invention. Nope. I was doing this in the 90s. In person. On couches that smelled like Doritos and broken dreams. For some reason, although I enjoyed playing my console games here and there, I also enjoyed watching…
Floating through the air, I can feel your presence. Not always, not everywhere. In times of warmth and reflection, I look back and see your eyes, and recognize you are there. Watching. Listening. Waiting. Your time was cut short with us. I watched your mast slowly disappear beneath the water.…
Ten years ago today, we laid you to rest. You drifted into the quiet depths of eternity, settling silently on the ocean floor. Sometimes, I find myself standing on the shoreline, gazing out over the endless waters, searching for a sign of you. In the searching, I am reminded of…
It's been 10 years today. But I remember and will never forget. I π«ππ¦ππ¦πππ« when your brother held your hand for the last time. I π«ππ¦ππ¦πππ« watching the kids playing on the floor next to your bed. I π«ππ¦ππ¦πππ« coming over everyday to see how you were doing. I π«ππ¦ππ¦πππ«. I π«ππ¦ππ¦πππ«, nearly…
Circa 1986, as I prepared for Halloween, I had everything in placeβmy costume, my bag, my route. But you, you had something else entirely brewing. I remember you stirring a huge bucket, thick smoke curling up from it. βMomβs making her homemade root beer again!β You made this…
In 2012, I co-founded a company (https://EVALS.NET) that built a SaaS product out of my basement in California (yes, a basement in CaliforniaβI know, rare). It started with an idea, a friend dropping by, and a prototype that barely held together. That friend made three phone calls…
"Narcissism should be illegal," we said to our lawyers. They understood the impulse. We had a business partner who is a narcissistic sociopath. Not clinical. Descriptive. Someone else's words, but accurate. The kind of person who gets caught lying and responds by lying about the lying.…
MOM. Mom? MOMMMMM!!! HELLO? Sheβs probably reading a damn book. Sure enough, if you werenβt responding, you were somewhere in the house, utterly lost in another novel. I couldβve told you I saw Santa, who handed me a ticket to Australia with aliens to sell gift cards…