It’s Not Your Nightmare…

Last night I dreamed that my brother, Mike, was PIGGING OUT on French fries. I mean he was shoveling them in his mouth like he expected to win a contest. But here’s the thing–the thing that makes sense only in a dream or under the influence of hallucinogens: my brother ate…BUT I GOT FAT! And…

Whose Life Is This, Anyway?

Are you a renter in parts of your life? Do you keep waiting for a genie to pop out of a bottle to sort out your life? Have you told yourself that there’s still time to make a change or a mid-course adjustment, but you haven’t put forth the effort to own a solution? Life’s…

Control Your Freak

As winter approaches, heed these words of driving advice: if your car goes into a skid, turn the steering wheel into the direction of the skid. I think it was Bill Cosby who said something like, “Turning your car into a skid makes about as much sense as throwing your face into a right hook!”…