Category Archives: Life Is Weird

For a few years, we attended a small church where the people had all known each other for years and weren’t interested in adding us to the clique. We decided to switch to a church that was alive and thriving … Continue reading →

I was parked at the entrance to a cul-de-sac. The evening was warm with a pleasant breeze, so I had the car windows open. A gang of a dozen or so kids was playing on the lawns and driveways, enjoying … Continue reading →

I was not having a good morning.  I was in fourth grade, I was in the principal’s office — and so were my parents. They’d been called in because of an incident that had taken place on the playground before … Continue reading →

The dullest place to live in all the world has to be the suburbs. It’s been said that “a bore is someone who deprives you of solitude without providing you with company.” Suburbs are a bore. I would like to … Continue reading →

There’s a streetlamp on the corner across from my house. It’s located approximately 35 yards from my front door. The post is about six inches in diameter. Every winter, whenever I walk outside, I attempt to hit the post with … Continue reading →