As a Catholic Dad I don’t always know what I’m doing, but maybe that’s ok. Maybe I’m doing better than I think I am.
The line is long and the smell is invasive. People swarm the place, jostling for position at the glass counter. They wave their tickets and shout their orders. “53!” “Here!” “Whaddya need?” “Three pounds of cooked shrimp! A fillet of cod, and six lobster tails!” And on it goes. The workers hustle and push pastContinue reading “Feast of the Seven Fishes and Unlocking Life’s Secrets”
“Four day weekend and tomorrow’s Thanksgiving Mikey, what do you want to do?” “Dad, I am going to run upstairs, put on my bathrobe and play videogames all afternoon. I have…No! Home! Worrrrrrrkkkkkkkk!” “Sounds perfect. How ’bout you Benny-boy? What do you want to do?” He looks out the back window of the truck atContinue reading “Four Day Weekend”
The sound of pounding hooves reverberates through the earth. Two champions race towards each other, each led by the point of a lance. The horses beneath them charge with muscles rippling and nostrils wide. Their fear replaced with a duty for destruction. A glint of sun from steel armor pierces through the shade of theContinue reading “Huzzah!”