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Pan Dulce Diplomacy

So a few months ago, I did something about it. I asked my ex-wife's husband to meet me, man to man, face to face.

I Know Nothing. I’ve Lived a Lot.

I have no degrees.

I do have certifications. One of them took me almost ten years and several attempts to finish. A Degree in Funny. Improv comedy.

My RBF Runs Strong

Years ago, when I was determined to be the best dancer possible, I would go to a regular dance social on Thursday nights in Dallas.

I wanted to improve so bad.

The Peace of the Villain

At any given moment, I am the villain in at least three or four people's stories.

That used to sadden me.

Every Story Needs a First Page

For years, when laying our sleepy heads, I whisper in her ear:
Thank you for choosing me, again, today.
Then she echoes: thank you for choosing me.

Inhale

This past weekend my bonus daughter asked me to officiate her wedding.

The Math I Hate

The third young woman walked off the stage and I did the math.

I looked to my left. I looked to my right.

There’s A Personality Type I Avoid

There’s a personality type I avoid like a ‘We need to talk’ text.
High-energy. Overpromising. Charismatic.
Male. Female. Doesn’t matter.

I’ve Been Afraid to Share My Joy

All my life, I’ve been afraid to share my joy. My corny personality.
But that’s how I’m wired.
That’s how I show up in the real world. So I’ve decided to share those parts anyway. Even more now that I’m old AF and give fewer effs.

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