Monthly Archives: March 2016

The chairs were empty and the crowd had long since gone. The final touches were being done on the banquet cleanup as I was getting ready to load my boxes into my car. Another successful speech given. Time to head … Continue reading →

“For we are always what our situations hand us.” Billy Joel from the song, Summer, Highland Falls. So Marshall, how was today’s workout? It sucked. Thanks for asking. Not that it was particularly hard. This is the last of 12 … Continue reading →

As water crashed over my face, I thought, “I can’t die on Good Friday — Amy will kill me!” My life didn’t rush before my eyes, but a whole heck of a lot of water did. I was facing a … Continue reading →

A few weeks ago, I was presented with the rather crappy task of running while carrying Mr. 25 lb. Weight. Some of the time, I even had to hold him over my head. There were moments when I thought, “I … Continue reading →

When I was a kid, Garfield debuted. That was 1978 and believe it or not, it was actually kind of funny. I loved how he loved lasagna and hated Mondays. I could relate. Now that I’m much, much older, Garfield … Continue reading →