College Memories Return

When I started looking at colleges a bunch of years ago, I wanted a place where I could wrestle, use my writing skills and set myself up for a job after graduation.

I also one other very important criteria – distance. I wanted to move as far from Baltimore as I could.

That’s not entirely true because I didn’t ever consider moving to the west coast or anything like that, but I definitely wanted to get some distance from my hometown.

I had no problem with my family so that didn’t drive me away. I just wanted a fresh start. I didn’t have much of a social life in high school and wanted to go several hundred miles away to begin tha next chapter of my life.

I ended up in the northwest part of Pennsylvania at Allegheny College. I thought back to the whole process of ending up there the other night on my way to an alumni event the college held in Baltimore.

My Cha Cha Slide Debut

I try not to let too many rules run my life. I am somewhat set in my ways, but I like adapting to new situations as they present themselves.

I knew a lot of that would change when we started a family almost eight years ago. I had to watch my language in the house. I needed to cut back on yelling at the TV during sporting events. I might not get a chance to take a nap whenever I wanted.

None of those things really phased me. In order to be a good Dad, I knew I would have to make sacrifices.

I made the biggest one of all at the father-daughter dance for Bridget’s Girl Scout troop the other night. I participated in a line dance.

Play It Loud

Thanks to my obsession with R.E.M., Accelerate's tidy running time of around 40 minutes and the fact I heard it for free a week before its official release on iLike,…

Worst Day Ever

Nothing really bad has happened today or will happen as far as I know with the exception of people trying to be funny with over-the-top fake stories because it's April…

Start the Day Right

The culinary world suffered a big loss the other day. Herb Peterson, the man who invented the Egg McMuffin, died.

In 1972, Peterson changed life as we know it by deciding that you could have a sandwich for breakfast. The greatest ideas seem so simple.

I didn’t plan on writing a tribute to Herb Peterson when I started out this week’s column. In fact, when I started writing, I had no idea who the man was.

All I knew was that I love breakfast, and I wanted to share that news with the world. Then Herb Peterson died and made me think even deeper about the morning meal.

Everybody Love Everybody

With some free time and no child to worry about on a Thursday evening, the movie theater beckoned. The stupidity of "Semi-Pro" delivered. Once again, my wife and I proved…