Recently I spent an afternoon with my mother, sister, and nephew. This afternoon was fraught with questions, from my mother (When are you and Kate having children?), my sister (So did you finish your book yet?), and my nephew (Who is going to win the Steelers or the Broncos?) The answers were easy. Soon. Soon, hopefully. And Steelers. Of the three I was most confident about the Steelers because 1)my wife has been very sketchy with her birth control lately, 2)writing a book seems so much easie...

I just now realized that I was married. I know that I should have known this earlier, especially since our second anniversary just pased. It may come as a surprise to you, but being married is not something that is consciously accepted. Being married is something that one may actually be completely oblivious to, as I am find myself to be living proof. How is it possible to be so oblivious? Much as I remained unconscious to my state of being, it is still unfair to consider this a state of obli...

The anniversary of my grandfather's passing, as well as my latest brush with mortality floods my memory with a tidal wave of escapism. Amidst the flood come, one branch to reach for, and that is what my grandfather called 'Operation.' When I was a very small boy, my grandfather invented a game that he called “Operation.” He would seat me carefully on his firm and ample lap, lying still across him, and then slowly move his arms and hands gently over the area that needed 'surgery.' He would bel...