There’s that age-old question about a dog chasing a cat and what happens if the cat doesn’t run away? But what about this… what if the dog doesn’t chase the cat? Think about it. The cat loves teasing the dog and knows the dog will never catch it. But a dog will always chase a cat. It’s what a dog does. 

Until it doesn’t. 

And after the latest scandal and investigation involving the University of Michigan football team, consider me a dog that just doesn’t feel like chasing a cat anymore.

I’m done with the Michigan State v. University of Michigan rivalry. Honestly. I suddenly don’t care. I’ll sit over here a chew my bone. I’ll chase squirrels. And birds. I’ll play fetch. There’s lots of fun things to do without having to worry about those annoying pussies … er, I mean … cats. Read More

My Uncle Lou has passed away. He was the oldest brother and my eldest Uncle. I’m very lucky to have had an Uncle Lou, and not just because having an Uncle “Lou” is kinda old-timey like having an Uncle Frank or Uncle Moe … names you don’t hear anymore.  No, having an Uncle Lou like my Uncle Lou made my life better.

Sticking with the name … “Lou” is a great name. It’s a family name. Uncle Lou’s father (my grandfather) was also Lou. My Mom, his sister, was Mary Lou. And their grandmother was Ada Louisa … and because we loved the name, we named my daughter Ada Louisa and, like the older Ada Louisa (who we never met), we call my daughter “Louie” like everyone called her great great Grandmother. My niece is Lauren Louise. And if my “Ada” had been born a boy, her/his name would be Louis (or at least on weekends when I had custody because at the time of Ada’s birth my wife and I were at odds about what we would name a boy and it might have led to divorce).

Anyway. “Lou” and “Louie” and “Louis” are family names. Read More

Every year I make a long list of things I want to do and accomplish and then … I Blog about it all. Scrolling back through my Blog is, at times, an admission of massive failures. But, the things that stick? I’m immensely proud of. Things like performing at The Moth or a strict bedtime routine. Drink a gallon of water each day (I’ve scaled back to a 1/2 gallon because I’m a small human and a gallon I think was flushing out too many good stuff). Breathing and meditating daily. Shaving at night. Applying some Atomic Habits to my life like setting up my morning coffee the night before and setting up my workout clothes the night before.

Some things stick. Some don’t. But as they say, if at first you don’t succeed, make excuses. Err. Um. No. Actually, try again.

So … 2025 I made a bodacious list. But I’m proud to report, at the midway point of 2025, I’m at about a 45% success rate. Some highlights… Read More