A SECONDARY PASTIME

With a capital C. I’ve always loved commercials. Since the age of knowing what a loose definition of a TV commercial was, I have been...

Yes, my wife is rolling her eyes at the title. “Not another tirade on how bad phones are for us,” she’s exclaiming to her imaginary...

I’ve always considered and advertised myself as an old soul. Someone who believes in personal connection, sitting around a fire, talking...

Alex and I walked 18,000 steps around Portland, Maine yesterday. She requested an early start and I obliged. The first stop was a bakery...

I left my phone on the coffee table for the night after spitting out a short text to our CEO. The evening didn’t need a phone. It...

I want to point out that I am writing this in seat 9E. It’s a middle seat. And in between a young woman who did the hood over eyes...

The first time I woke up in Atlantic City I was hungover. A handful of us from work were invited on a party bus through a third-party...

Last week in Chicago, it was 72 degrees. Walking home from work with a winter coat, it was hot. Everyone was holding their coats on the...

I had a college essay title “The Purple Mountains.” I ended up nixing it for one that highlighted the importance of being yourself,...

It was a crisp night in New York – one where I didn’t prefer to have my hands out of my pockets for more than two minutes traversing the...

What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear the word Duke? Screw Duke? Oh, so you have to be smart to go there right?...

I don’t know if you heard, but there was a rainstorm that whipped through New York the other day. It flooded (some) subway stations,...

I was a late bloomer. So I have never been involved in the authentic teenage-ish game of seven minutes in heaven. I’m curious what...

I wanted to write a post on June 10th. Titled "Alexander 23." It's a band. That in my eyes is growing rapidly and has incredible...

A. C is for Charlie It was a cold and rainy night in the city. Not a light mist, where you smirk at the non-local struggling with an...

Everything may look the same from above, but what is happening on the ground is something you need to feel, touch, see, and examine. Take...

I’ve been teaching tennis recently. Call it whatever you want – we’ll combine all your thoughts into one elongated description of “a...

I’ll try to describe the scene entering Terminal B at LaGuardia tonight, but it’s nearly impossible. Lines and lines of cars. A sea of...

I’m writing this post on Labor day. About a game we had last Tuesday. To get in the Tuesday mindset (of a full week), I thought I would...

It was a shitty Tuesday. I’m a big fan of Monday’s. Always have been. I like being clean shaven and showered Sunday night ready to waltz...