I have a busy mind. It never stops. Call it anxiety. Call it AD/HD. Call it what you will. But I’m just busy. Knowing about
Hello Gentlemen: I’m writing to invite you to join me in the next round of my counseling group for men that will begin on Monday,
I’m doing it as I write. I should be doing things that are more important than this. Yet, here I am writing my blog. I
Open your mind’s eye for a second and flash to a bunch of dudes. Voices rising, they pound their chests and yell, “No Regrets!!!” You
I left Los Angeles in 1998 and moved to Berkeley. I left my whole life behind: parents, family, friends, career, etc. You know what they
When I got my first cell phone, my wife complained because I wouldn’t pick up or return calls. It wasn’t anything personal; most of the
My parents lived close to Watts during the riots of 1965. Not long after my pregnant mother was walked home from the grocery store by
As you read this, I’m sitting down on my chair, hanging out with my son, drinking my coffee, and heading to work. I’m going to
You don’t need to go any further than your local coffee shop. The guy in-line with dreadlocks and smelling of patchouli is a total “stoner.”
This is an update to recent post “Bro Hugs” which talks about my trips to my barbershops. I’ve included it below… I got a haircut
