The real melting pot of America isn’t fancy. No, America’s true melting pot is a gas station, and make no mistake, all roads lead here. The gas station is the only place where upside down is right-side up. The billionaire waits behind the butler. The janitor gets served before the…

Ask and you shall receive. Somewhere deep in the hall of questions, past the sleeping security guard, and tucked away under three-inch-thick glass, there lies a question that’s haunted humanity since the beginning of time. What should I do with my life? Seven words that can make empires rise and…

Success doesn’t look like the pictures. If you spend approximately one minute online searching for images of success, you’ll think you’re watching a Hollywood movie: You’ll see James Bond lookalikes posing with Lamborghinis. You’ll notice houses the size of hills resting in the countryside. …

Every time I see someone refer to themselves as a gifted creative, I want to throw up. It’s not that I don’t admire creative people (I do), appreciate the creative arts (I do), or have an undiagnosed stomach issue that makes going out to dinner with me a living nightmare…

Growing up, I was a dog guy… and annoyingly proud. I drank the Kool-Aid. I bought the milk bones. I even kept a tennis ball in my pocket for an emergency game of fetch.— You never know when your dog might get the urge. And I loved being a dog…

“That fuckin’ whore”, Darrel pointed at the wooden wall, bouncing his forefinger up and down with a certain confidence. “Is right there.” He smiled back at Billy with the reassurance that only 12 years on the job can bring. …

“You’ll never believe this.” You turn your head, preparing yourself for the apparently impossible. And that’s when you notice it. The smirk. Matt has a smirk. The one that lets you know he’s a little better than you. His eyebrows are raised in an I-told-you-so way. He steps away. Close…

It was a rollercoaster. Packed into a small Ohio apartment, the seven of us crowded around the big screen, getting ready to witness two modern-day miracles: The Ohio State — Georgia Playoff Game and The New Year’s Eve Ball Drop. Both going on at the same-damn-time. You see, in Ohio…

You were naïve. A fool. Asleep on the job. You saw it coming a mile away, but you didn’t blink. Instead, you held the envelope up, admiring the cursive. The “C” in cordially was written so prettily you thought it came from the 1700s. …