Your Kingdom Ends at Your Fingertips
Most people are trying to captain hurricanes, negotiate with gravity, and emotionally supervise ghosts.
I Believe… [Roll On, Stone]
…that when a rolling stone finds something worth calling home, it should linger there awhile before gravity gives way to momentum again.
Attention Deficit Empire
How We Turned Every Kid Who Looked Out the Window Into a Pharmaceutical Maintenance Project.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 24, 2026
The legacy of Michael Jackson is complicated. But his music simplifies it.
The Three Things Money Can’t Buy
Empires collapse, fortunes evaporate, and stocks nosedive into hell—but a deep sleep, a clean shit, and a laugh that shakes your skeleton remain the closest thing humanity has to real wealth.
On Turning 47 | Giving Myself Permission to be Myself
I give myself permission to be a living, breathing, learning, failing, succeeding, complicated human being. For if I don’t, there’s no point in celebrating a birthday.
Meaning Is Oxygen: You Don’t Notice It—Until the Room Starts to Suffocate
Or: Why you only care about what you can’t have—and why that’s the whole engine.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 17, 2026
Mastering disappointment is more productive than villainizing it.
The Collective Fall from the Rise of the Elite
When we prioritize profit without considering the human influence, we run the grand risk of ruining people’s livelihoods. And that will always have a trickle down economic effect. But not in the way Reagan intended.
A Big Night Out with the Micro Maidens
When one thinks burlesque, what comes to mind is seductive choreography, feats of sexual prowess, a nod to yesteryear’s pinup girls, sirens pulling you into a subdued desire with their slow and calculated gyrating hips and arched backs. A peep show, a strip tease for the well-mannered crowd. Micro Maidens is not that. Micro Maidens is an aggressive strip club with pasties. But for the brave, adventure-seeking type, it’s big fun.
Cruelest Curse
Poem About My Mother
I Believe… [What $ Can’t Buy]
...that money comes and money goes but no one can put a price on a good night’s sleep, a solid shit, and a serious, to your toes, laugh.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 3, 2026
It’s easy to misconstrue something you hear or read. Do better by doing the harder work. Pay attention, take your time. And trust that the hard work really isn’t that hard.
The Complicated Appreciation for Teacher Appreciation Week
I’m not going to argue that teachers and school staff don’t need appreciation. They are important players in our children’s lives. Highly influential for good and ill. But there are a few problems I come up against with Teacher Appreciation Week. Those problems are time, effort, and even money.
I Believe… [Stand and Deliver]
...that in order to protect those we care for it may be just enough to stand in the way of those who intend harm.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 26, 2026
We must strive to make what happens to us good for us. That’s how we master disappointment. That’s how we evolve and persevere.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 19, 2026
If you ever want the Ellis Island experience circa 1907, swing into the Chicago City Clerk’s office in Portage Park. The number of different accents is loads of fun and reminds you of the shared American Experience, which is that city bureaucracy is no fun for any of us.
The Alchemy of Heartache
Once in a while an artist creates something born from absolute heartbreak that opens up old wounds in a vicious fire.
I Believe… [Tell a Better Story]
...that the story you continue to tell about yourself to others becomes your own reality over time. So, tell a better story.
Most people are trying to captain hurricanes, negotiate with gravity, and emotionally supervise ghosts.