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colic

colic

Abundance brings me thankfulness
While famine brings me shame
Or abundance makes me forget that
I ever called on God by name. Continue reading →

dance just because you can

dance because you can.

When you feel like it – dance. Even when you don’t feel like it – dance anyway. Continue reading →

commitment, cooperation, communication and community

bleed

This past weekend I learned that a couple of my friends ended their marriage. Divorce. Done deal. It’s all over. Kaput. Continue reading →

labor-less day

We Can Do It! poster by J Howard Miller for Westinghouse

For as long as I can remember, I’ve spent Labor Day doing much less than labor. It’s a day of relaxing as far as I’m concerned. Continue reading →

If you live to be a hundred…

A.A. Milne's Winnie the Pooh

I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you. ― A.A. Milne’s Winnie the Pooh Continue reading →

99 problems and the 4th amendment

99 Problems screencap

Jay-Z’s “99 Problems” may be one of the classics to listen to, but don’t think you can glean legal advice from it. The rapper’s perspective on the law is way off in parts according to Caleb Mason, an Associate Professor of Law at Southwestern Law School in Los Angeles. Continue reading →

free?

free?

Are you really free? Really? Continue reading →

real dads do

Bivins

OOSA Bookclub featured me in an article entitled, “Real Dads Do Real Things.” Continue reading →

father or dad?

son napping oin dad's chest

There are glaring differences between the titles of father and dad. Father indicates an official, biological or ceremonial title. Dad, on the other hand, indicates a level of intimacy that breaches tradition and is a living, breathing part of an interactive relationship. With dad, I envision a little kid napping in his dad’s lap. Continue reading →

b*tches in bookshops

b*tches in bookshops

Two beautiful book nerds, Shea Delaney and Annabelle Quezada, spoofed Jay Z and Kanye West’s
‘N*ggas in Paris’ with the witty ‘B*tches in Bookshops.’ Perhaps I, myself, am a nerd for posting this. Perhaps I’m a bigger nerd in that I’m proud of it. Continue reading →