At some point in my life, I will probably stop drinking.  Or put another way, at some point in my life, I will probably have to stop drinking.  It's quite reasonable to foresee that at some time in the future, something will either force or heavily encourage me to relieve alcohol of its many duties and continue... Continue Reading →

Baseball was the only sport I played while I was growing up.  I lived in the south and the weather permitted leagues to operate year-round.  The high school team's season lasted from January to May and then summer league continued through August.  After that there was usually some low-key winter league that played in Fall. ... Continue Reading →

Near my house, there is an enormous park which attracts hundreds of people on the weekends. The park consists of a large, open stretch of grass along with several long trails that trek through miles of wooded area. Although most of these are dirt trails, there are also a few paved, one-way roads that wind... Continue Reading →

Many years ago when I first entered the real world, the country was in the midst of a mortgage boom. New mortgage brokerages were popping up everywhere, creating waves of new opportunities for young, professional neophytes. It was in that setting that I secured my first real job, handling mortgage refinances along side a floor... Continue Reading →

This morning I attended a meet-and-greet event that was hosted by a local group which promotes the advancement of Latino businesses within the community. The event was somewhat interesting. The mayor was in attendance and mailed in a short, four-minute speech. Plus, it was a good excuse for me to get out of the office.... Continue Reading →

While I was growing up, my family lived in a subdivision that was built around a golf course. Our house happened to back up to the number 6 hole which was a long par-5 with a dog leg left. For most of my adolescence I resented golf and, like my dad, viewed it has boring... Continue Reading →

For most of my life, I've been pretty good about working out. I started at a relatively young age, for reason I can't remember, and from there exercise quickly became a part of my daily routine. Though I do enjoy it to a degree, it has also always felt somewhat like a chore or just... Continue Reading →

“You just really have to want to kill people” And there it was, as if a tuning fork had gone off in my head. This one line opened my eyes to a truth I had been avoiding for quite some time. It was said by a guy on my Men's League baseball team. A guy... Continue Reading →