Elections

It’s time to vote by mobile device.

In 2020, the election had the largest voter turnout in history. In the race between soon to be president, Joe Biden, and then incumbent, Donald J. Trump, close to 160 million voters cast a ballot.

The mood across the country as of this writing is anxious as President Trump took all media forms to claim election fraud that caused a insurrection by his supporters. By now we all saw what happened at the Capitol building in Washington, D.C. on January 6th. And now we know why this election was the most critical we’ve…

Social Media

Twitter makes me nervous. It’s been around since March 21, 2006 and has grown to nearly 330 million users. And while it’s fun to participate in all kinds of conversations, hear celebrity perspectives, and acquire new ideas from quirky bedfellows, I question Twitter’s motives and whether they’re helping. I think you should quit it.

Twitter is a social platform where people identify with and participate in conversations about any, and I mean any, topic. You can find videos of Fauci, follow Jimmy Fallon, see photos from DIY guys, read tweets from this guy, and react to cancel culture vultures.

While…

Election 2020

The election is a few weeks away and the registered voter roll is 160+ million strong and what seems to be growing every day. Voters nationwide are either casting ballots by mail or going to the polls over the next few weeks, if not on Election Day. In 2020, this populous voting swell triggers essential questions about how we participate in our democracy.

For instance, why is voting so labor and capital intensive in the digital age? Why can’t we use mobile devices and desktop technologies to handle what would seem to be a somewhat simple product and process to…

Read the news and you’ll see people everywhere are a little more punchy than usual.

They’re crossing the line to exercise their liberties and take a cudgel to what’s considered appropriate behavior. As of late you make a wrong move and you’ll wind up as a tird of shame on Twitter, not to mention CNN and Buzzfeed. That’s part of the problem and quite stunning to see.

What is appropriate behavior anyway? I think of it as the unspoken contract to conduct yourself within a set of rules of a situation you choose to enter. In other words, if I…

Photo by Joeyy Lee

Long ago, my wife and I agreed that I’d stay home with my now elementary school-age kids. Yep, when they get home from school, mom or a nanny aren’t there to dish out the cookies and milk. Instead, they get me. I’m at the door wearing cargo shorts, crocs, and a faded, slightly torn, Led Zeppelin t-shirt. Occasionally, to feel like a man, I smoke a cigar.

And in this role, I’ve learned, when it comes to loving kids, it is not about putting your arm around them so they feel better after a long, hard…

To Teach It, They Need A Wake-Up Call

I coach a girls' soccer team who are between seven and eight years of age. I’m convinced the players won’t have fun — real fun — until they learn the concept of focus.

Yes, any recreational coaches’ goal is to teach the skills and rules of the game. However, the universality of sport provides access to vital life lessons, one of which is determination. For me, this is where authentic coaching begins.

How I Diagnosed The Problem

Focus isn’t innate. It’s an acquired taste, like the first sip of scotch. Kids just don’t focus just because I said so or that they’re playing an organized…

Back To The Future

I think it’s time to shut down the internet.

The thing does nothing but hijacks our perspective, acts as a cauldron filled with tasteless voices and half-wit advice, all of which make us seemingly selfish. Why Al Gore would take credit for it is anyone’s guess.

The fact is the internet is a trap full of crap. We use Google thinking it has all the answers when its search function is a poor setup. Digging into it is a food errand. Try finding solutions to pressing questions like who can you trust to help you with an angry child, who…

So what the hell is for dinner in your house? That’s right. I’m asking you. You, the reader, what the hell is for dinner?

The question, what’s for dinner, is like the spiky hairs you feel after a haircut. They poke you and bother you and get inside your head. They’re a real pain in the neck. Few things in life are worse than palpable hunger pains. These are pains that can’t be just brushed off or blown off (and neither are those spiky hairs).

Dinner decisions aren’t exactly a muse, are they? In fact the whole subject is a…