Point of No Return

Faith in humanity restored, in an avalanche of food

Once again, I find myself surprised over something that really shouldn’t be all that surprising.

Weather, politics, holidays and a life well-lived

This has been a week of rain, shine, snow, wind and hail. In other words, it’s been just another wacky spring week in our lovely oasis by the shore.

The best of intentions can lead us to hot water

Do you remember those old deals you would come across in magazines? Come on, you know the ones. You’d glue a penny to a paper card and, in return, you would receive 719 albums delivered to your home.

It’s time to celebrate a holiday built for all of us

Growing up in my home, there were three absolutes if you were a young male:

Another election cycle. Another disappointment

There has come a time in every recent presidential election when I’ve started to get a real feel for the candidates and their takes on the most important issues facing our nation today and it all becomes clear.

All jobs come with challenges, some dangers

There has been a lot of talk about raising the minimum wage, and probably even more conversation about not raising the minimum wage.

What’s missing from our paradise? Well, jobs

So, a friend brought something up to me the other day that I’ve never really stopped to consider before.

Point of no return:

Too many ludicrous interesting topics to cover

There are weeks that I sit down at my computer, stare at the blank screen looking back at me and half-wonder if maybe the stars and gods have aligned against me.

A change in the Sunday routine is miserable

“A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divine.”

Snow brings with it a little slice of nostalgia

I’m not exactly the most nostalgic person in the world. I wish I could say it’s because I’m a forward-thinking individual who leaves the past in the proverbial rearview mirror, but it’s not really that. I just don’t... care.

The land of opportunity must provide opportunity

The American Dream.

There are many different perspectives on what that phrase actually means, and I suppose it can mean different things to different individuals, as we all have our own paths and obstacles in this zany board game we call life.

Please tell me someone hit the Powerball

While issues of gun control, health care and ISIS continue to generate...

Another year filled with ups, downs and plugs

Well, here we are. The end of another year, and the start to a new one — filled with promises to ourselves to lose weight, stop smoking, learn a foreign language, save more money and visit more exciting places.

One little boy can give us all Christmas spirit

Ours is a time that the historians will look back on as complicated, to say the least.

Enormous donation gives hope for the future

’Tis the season, right?

The season of joy. The season of ugly sweaters and hot chocolate. The season of feel-good music, traditional holiday specials on the television and carolers coming to the door. The season of begging your credit card company for a higher limit and feeling like a worthless bag of dog poo because you can’t wrap a big red ribbon on a new luxury car in your driveway for your perfect wife while your perfect kids behave like little angels sharing the moment like a nauseating cadre of...

Oxford has officially lost its sense of purpose

I’m a bit of a word nerd.

I say that not because I find myself getting wedgies at the water fountain while I’m conjugating verbs, but because I find myself getting a little excited every year when the major dictionaries announce the new words they will be including in their listings. English is a language that began as a conglomeration of others, and has constantly evolved over time to reflect the world in which we live.

Think local this year, for all of our sakes

Starbucks cups aside, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas already.

A year of fear. A year of joy. A year of learning

Monday, Nov. 9, marks one year of me being a father. In a related subject, it will also be my daughter’s first birthday.

What’s in a name, you ask? Well, a lot

Well, we’re certainly deep into election season now, aren’t we?

Appreciation a better tool than litigation

We focus a lot on the negatives in life.

I’m not judging. I certainly do it myself far more than I should. Instead of taking a deep breath and appreciating all the good that envelops my life, I often focus on the bad, or the things I want to be in my life, but in fact, are not.

Sharks, bears and bees? Beware the selfie

During a rare moment of breath-catching the other night, I slowly sat on the couch — my attention divided between watching my 10-month-old bundle of mayhem attempt to reach out and grab all that she should not grab and catching glimpses of the evening news on the television.

A grumpy old man is getting tired of the hate

As much as I’ve attempted to swaddle myself in a blanket of denial, I am indeed getting older.

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