The Pact

  I believe that birds make pacts with our dogs when they build their nests in our yard. The dogs...

Yeah, That’s My Kid

My children constantly surprise me. Last month when we were visiting Walt Disney World we splurged and let them play...

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to what end, all this rushing around and dominating the competition? gold? this is man’s destiny? to hoard gold and...

How to Make a Great Ad

When I broke into advertising, I was all about the high concept stuff that left an impact on people. Creating...

Would You Be Upset In Belize?

Life is hard enough without having to deal with bad drivers who don’t use their turn signals. And it’s more...

The Window

The window is constantly shutting. It does not care about your five year plan. Opportunities to live appear in every...

Ants

  What if we are all really just ants? Slaves to the machine. Blinded by conformity of the way things...

Dustin Pedroia is the Reason I Love Baseball

Make no mistake, I’m no fan of the Boston Red Sox. I used to like them back in the day...

They Only Jog in Rich Neighborhoods

  Angels constantly swirl around me. Some are beautiful. Some are violent. Some have bad teeth. They protect me from...

A Letter to America

  Dear All Dogmatic American Party Liners, We Unaffiliated American voters are pissed off at what you’ve done to our...

A Little Advice

I don't like giving advice. In fact, I hate it. It's not that I don't like helping people, there are...

Finding Neverland: A Story of Belize

This year my family took its summer vacation to the Central American nation of Belize.

3 Ways to Save Humans in America

You are what you eat. It’s an idiom kids in the 70s grew up with that made us think about...

Bump

I used to know a guy named Bump. He was a metal worker in my dad’s sheet metal shop. Bump...

Dear Parents, Do Better

In 2001 I became a parent. I chose to become a parent. But like everyone else who is a parent...

A Routine Day

I wrote the following piece as an extension of this tweet. It was a perfect late afternoon in early summer. Hope...

How I Used an Onion to Break into Advertising

Whether you’re in advertising or not, looking for work sucks. But it doesn’t have to mean that you have to...

Confessions of a Recovering Homophobe

We didn’t discuss homosexuality in my house growing up. In fact, the first time I even heard the term...

The Little Girl Who Leaves Notes on Her Pillow

Being a parent is hard. Children are time consuming, money consuming, food consuming, and emotionally draining. People fill novels with...

The Wickedness of Walt Disney

I love Walt Disney. There, I said it.

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When I was a young man, I loved Super Bowl commercials. They inspired me to become a copywriter. Some time later, after working in the ad industry a while, I realized that I’ll never create a SB commercial. Instead, I…

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I’ve decided that I hate the whole ‘rating’ system for books. Yes, it feels good to get positive feedback from people, but I didn’t write Minor King so that it could be rated. I wrote it to A) share a…

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The following story is from the mind of my 13-year-old daughter, Agatha Rose. She wrote it on her phone after dinner on Saturday night during commercials of the Panthers game. Granted, I edited it for her, but the concept was…

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Sometimes I’m amazed at what people share and retweet. Namely, when some self-help guru offers some basic advice about how to live, and people fawn over it. You want some advice on how to live? Stop listening to self-help gurus. Everything…

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A few years ago I started compiling the best tweets I saw during the year into blog posts. Here’s this year’s version. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. just chased a cup of coffee with a red bull and saw…

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The following snippet is from a chapter titled Angels and Devils in my upcoming book Minor King. In it, the protagonist Jim Christianson is having a conversation with his 10-year-old daughter, Abigail. You can order Minor King by clicking here. *** “Daddy?” she…