Nothing on My Tongue but Hallelujah

  Very likely, you saw my jubilant Facebook post, yesterday, about my friend. You know, the one who has been readying to battle the devil cancer, but was spared? If you were to go back and read the original blog post, you’d note that it was written over two...

On Doing

  When we were flying home from Tampa, I made my usual stop in the airport restroom. Sitting there, I reached for the toilet paper when I saw it, right there above the dispenser, scratched deeply into the paint: What are you doing? Odd question, I thought, since...