I knew this day would come, and I have been dreading it. How long have I been dreading it? For more than 40 years, that’s how long.
The pilot warned me that I might get tunnel vision. I was in the backseat of an FA-18 Hornet fighter jet being flown by a U.S. Navy Blue Angels pilot and we were going straight up into a blue sky – and gaining speed.
Everyone has a “thing.” For some it is being mechanical. For others it is science, or art or sports. For me, that thing is music – specifically playing the guitar.
I love dogs. I have always loved dogs. I am what you would call a dog person. My wife and I have two rescue dogs and they are not merely pets to us – they are family members. We love them and care for them and they love us right back. The joy they bring us makes life even more full and wonderful.
There are many realities we must face as we age: We can get out of touch with popular culture, the musical and sports heroes of our youth start dying off at an alarming rate, and hair grows in the absolute worst places at a rate that astonishes scientists.
Well, the Super Bowl is over for another year, and the much-hated New England Patriots and their quarterback/male model/possible robot Tom Brady were denied ring No. 6.
I love Mexican food. And by “love,” I mean I could eat it for every meal for the rest of my life. I am a border kid, and grew up with food full of delicious spicy meat, dripping with sauce and topped with cheese.
Young people can be pretty dumb. We know it, but they have no idea. But they will.
I get the question all of the time when people find out I am from Arizona. “Why did you move here?”
Remind me to never fly on Jet Airways. The chances of me flying on the Indian airline are pretty slim, because I really have zero desire to visit India. But I will certainly put the airline on my own personal “no fly” list.
Well, 2018 is not getting off to a good start. I should have known this year was in trouble when I saw a woman get out of an expensive vehicle at the convenience store wearing pajama bottoms and slippers. That was a very bad sign.
Another new year has come, and there you are making the same old promises to yourself.
Merry Christmas! As I write this, Christmas for you is either today, or yesterday or tomorrow. For me, Christmas is still more than a week away.
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