Having sprained my ankle a few weeks back, story in the works, I was very cautious with my recovery as I still have some hopes that I’ll be able to enter the Columbus Marathon this fall if I’m luck...

I’ve been going to the Clintonville Farmers Market for about a month now. Every week seeing something new as Spring eases into the beginnings of Summer in Ohio. Starting of course with a bumper cro...

Baking bread always reminds me of Thelma. She was a strong loud woman who I had the luck to call grandma. Her recipe called for 9 cups of flour, sugar and a lot of Crisco. When we would drive out t...

The team of folks I work with got a very cool opportunity to leverage SharePoint 2010 to drive a buisness process near and dear to my heart as a former fine wine sales representative. The composite...

I love ambient street sounds. Listening to St Patrick’s Day in downtown Columbus yesterday reminded me of Dallas. Maybe it was the Church Bells and police sirens. Regardless, it’s what led me on a ...

The weekend was planned out loosely and packed with really cool stuff to do in Washington DC for the Pride March. That’s what they remained though, unrealized plans. Life presented itself with a de...

Mushrooms remind me of a school teacher and her husband whom I used to work for in Cincinnati during the mid 1990’s. Together they assembled a distinct fine wine and craft beer portfolio which adde...

I started using frameworks about four years ago upon being introduced to Spring in a Java shop. At first it felt like that ill fitting pair of pants. What it did though was change how I looked at m...

I wrote a lot about gratitude in 2016. This is the same topic that came up earlier this year as far as jotting down few notes every day toward recording the things for which we feel grateful. I too...

I was working on the High School paper back in my senior year in 1986 when I first heard about “gay cancer.” This was just after I had gone to a retreat with some of my peers and had my first kiss ...