the little things

Inevitably, in social circles, the question arises: If you were on a deserted island and could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be? My answer is simple: a good fruit salad. When I dine out for breakfast, I will nearly always check to see if fruit salad is offered.  Some...


the new normal

I shared with you earlier this month my colorful history of hair.  Alas, hair was not my only colorful history.  Still, I don’t want to take  the walk all the way from one end of Memory Lane to the other (it’s a long walk).  Instead, I want to briefly mention just one of the many...


telepathy

I’ve shared with you recently my suspicion that many people, upon hearing some of my stories, lean toward thinking I’m just making the whole thing up.  I’m going to go even further today.  Much further, in fact.  I’m going to tell you something that I don’t often...


love hate

When I was a kid, I ate everything set in front of me.  Spinach.  Liver and onions.  Meatloaf.  Lima and wax beans.  Brussel sprouts.  I ate them all without a complaint.  I even liked them. Alas, my sole nemesis when it came to food – was beets.  I just couldn’t seem to stomach...


contagious

It’s said that misery loves company.  Some might take this to mean that negative people have a knack for finding one another.  My own observations, however, lead me to the conclusion that negative people actually spread their funk to others. They go about looking for fires to throw their...


past midnight

When I was a teen, we were never ever allowed out past midnight.  The reason was stated as fact: “Nothing good happens after midnight.” I’m not sure if parents somehow get this idea into their heads from their own childhood memories of Cinderella, but it never made sense to me. ...


the last word

On May 8, 2011, at 2:40PM EST, I hit Enter and submitted my first blog post. The post you are now reading is my 75th. The blog was begun as a means of motivating myself to finish a book by the same title, “The Best Advice So Far,” which I started one year ago this month. This...


tales

Early Saturday morning, I was almost struck by lighting. I don’t mean to say that I was afraid of getting struck by lightning, or that I thought I might be struck by lightning.  I mean that I was almost struck by lightning. I slept in.  Abruptly, I was awakened by the first nearing clap of...


dreams

For me, part of having a vivid imagination and sense of wonder is that these things don’t seem to bother turning off when I go to sleep.  I’ve mentioned in a past post some of the dreams I’ve had.  Allow me to share with you a particularly intense and disturbing one. I should...


the guy at the top

Earlier this month, in a post entitled “tabloid,” I tried to give a perspective on the rich and famous (using Britney Spears as an example), and the fact that, regardless of their income or occupation, they are real people just like you and me – and thus worthy of the kindness and...