We’re all laughing in this photo in 1989 because I went to three high schools, stayed back and somehow pulled Brown University out of the hat. Well, the last high school was an elite all-boys Prep School. Classes six days a week. No girls. Any fun aspects of high school…

It’s sort of synonymous with agony. Park the car in overflow parking. Start trucking towards the mountain in your uncomfortable ski boots. Trailing three sets of equipment. Hoping your kid doesn’t crack right out of the gate. Feather in Ski the East. And now you are talking. -5 degrees with…

https://www.instagram.com/p/BsjazTBHoHm/ Sara and I make a pretty good model couple. We look great together as a model couple. That’s an actual category of couple. You do not screw with your model partner. You’re sitting there. It’s show time. And your model partner which is what she is. Is screaming into…

I am so happy it’s Saturday. I’ve been dealing with really difficult problems lately that don’t entirely resolve. It’s not a complaint so much as a statement of fact. You can’t get there from here. That’s the easiest way to understand what I have been doing professionally for decades actually…

They’re retiring the Mexican 20 peso note. Probably me too. I’ve been going to Mexico since 1988. I’ve been threatening to stop going to Mexico for about a decade now. What’s at the heart of the dispute is I want at Central America. Central America is my unicorn. It keeps…

That’s the official stretching out spot behind Lowes for The Great Esker Park 5k. Designed by yours truly. I don’t just Ocean Kai 5k. I Esker too. It’s actually better than The World’s End 5k, which I am doing as soon as I finish this article, because it’s a lot…

That’s Town Hall Cohasset, 1975. Wreck and ruin was our real estate back then. Vines growing out of the hinges of Town Hall. Although I remember the 1970’s down economy pretty fondly. It was a perfect compliment for how kids were back then. We not only made our own costumes…

That’s me in Mexico. During the last gasps of the 1980’s. It wasn’t all big hair and shoulder pads. Some of us were rural public health workers. My location was a brickyard outside of Leon, Mexico. It was a dump that burned trash to make bricks. The natural resources were…

Let it Vain Two weeks in a row. I appeared in the local paper. I got a text on this one. I need a hat. That’s where my head was at. I need to up my game. I sent an emoji hat too. I don’t know why guys, purportedly, don’t like emojis. I…