You’re Fixing the Wrong Thing

Danger was the last thing on my mind. After all, it was a quiet, sunny day and I had just pulled out of my office parking lot on my way to lunch with my friend Will. But as I stopped 50 feet up the road at the traffic light, the few inches of snow that had been happily sitting on the roof of my car since yesterday’s storm came sliding down onto my front windshield. I couldn’t see a thing and there was clearly too much snow to use the wipers. […] Click to read more…

The Sports Bra

Have you heard about The Sports Bra? No, not that. I’m talking about the bar in Portland Oregon of the same name that is, “100% dedicated to women’s sports.” All the games on the TVs, all the memorabilia, even The Sports Bra’s tagline (which I admit I wish I had thought of first) – “We Support Women” – is entirely focused on women’s sports. They don’t even have a men’s room in the place. (I may have made that part up.) It’s a terrific example of the power of a niche business, with […] Click to read more…

Be Like Mike

The last time I told anyone my name is “Mike” was 1987. That’s a long time ago and a lot has changed. Ronald Reagan was in the White House. Walk Like an Egyptian was the #1 song. I had very little hair on the top of my head. Okay, not everything is different. As for me, I don’t really remember why I switched to Michael. But I know that by the time I met my future wife in early 1988, the switch had already happened. I’ve been a “Michael” ever since. And yet, among those […] Click to read more…

In Trust We Trust

I bought a new car last week – an all-electric, 2023 Chevy Bolt. I wasn’t really planning on it, but my friend Matt told me he had just bought one and that the car was eligible for a $7,500 federal tax credit. My Ford Focus was more than 10 years old and so the timing seemed right. When it comes to things that most people dread, buying a car is at the top of the list, right up there with public speaking or being trapped in an elevator with Rudy […] Click to read more…

Chain Gang

I have a 15-year-old, rust-colored loveseat in my garage. Please don’t be impressed; it’s not there permanently. The truth is, we are doing our best to find a place to donate it. Its residency in the garage is the result of a four-step, household chain reaction… Step 1: A few weeks ago, we upgraded from a queen bed to a king. Step 2: We moved the queen down to our extra basement bedroom, replacing the functional but uncomfortable futon couch/bed that was there. Step 3: We moved the futon into the little basement workout […] Click to read more…