Running like mad

The days are running by now, ridiculously running, like Phoebe in Central Park. They are out of control. Unstoppable. The graduation announcements are out. The party planned. The prom is over. Finals start this week. His last high school concert, ever, was Sunday night. Ev-er. There’s this [see photo], which has been hanging in Luke’s closet… Read More Running like mad

Call me

One of the most irritating parts of reporting — always has been, always will be — is the waiting. Waiting around in locker rooms. Waiting around in clubhouses (which is what they call locker rooms in baseball). Waiting around on the courthouse steps for the verdict to come in, or sitting in front of a… Read More Call me

GPS BS

This may sound all shaking-fist, rail-against-modern-times and all, but I’ll take that risk. I am not anti-technology. I swear I’m not. I have a full-feature smart phone. I work on a laptop every damn day. My Android phone is synched up to my MacBook Air. I use Chromecast to watch Netflix that I control through my phone.… Read More GPS BS

Gulp

Here is my entire high school athletic career, summed up in 10 words: I was the seventh man on a six-man team. OK. So it was a golf team. That might not even qualify as an “athletic career.” It probably doesn’t. Nevertheless, from the time I was a freshman until I was about to graduate,… Read More Gulp

Punditry

I have just finished my first political piece for publication since — I believe — I covered the ASASU elections in college (that’s the Associated Students of Arizona State University). I am now, officially, a professional political pundit. So you know what I’m about to say is true. There’s a fear out there that Donald Trump… Read More Punditry