Pocketbooks and Fishing Line

Pocketbooks and Fishing Line

Growing up, I was kind of a goody-two-shoes.  I really never did anything wrong.  I was only grounded once (a story for another time).  I lived my mischievousness out vicariously through others.  Thus, the story of the pocketbooks and fishing line. My friends and I...
The Blind Date From Hell (pt1)

The Blind Date From Hell (pt1)

It was the summer of ’91 and the first time in my life since I’d began dating that I found myself alone.  I just came off an engagement break-up and had met a girl at college who went home for the summer.  She would eventually become my first wife seven...