The Mess That Is Me

The Mess That Is Me is merely my unique observations about this crazy world that surrounds us and how I fit into it. Here I will share parts of my writing process and fears, some of our travels and reports of our events, and even about our quirky family. So grab a cup of coffee, settle back, and see what lies within this twisted mind of mine.

I hate driving. I’ve done it for more than twenty-five years as either a pizza delivery driver or as a newspaper carrier and supervisor....

One of the few things I look for in a hotel when I am browsing for a place to hang my hat on the road, outside of free parking - that’s...

It’s that time of year again. You know the one, where everyone is looking at the holidays and the pies, cookies, cakes, and candy and...

Most organized bodies, such as governments, religions, businesses, clubs, and even families, have lists of Dos and Don’ts. It doesn’t...

When the boys were younger, we would buy them those disposable cameras to take on field trips and vacations. It was the safest method...

The soul was rotting, facing a fiery eternity in the bottom of a three door file cabinet, drowning in the sin of bad grammar and poor...

November Eleventh, a day set aside to say thank you and to recognize those who have served in our military forces to stand between us and...

I had heard of it, but I assumed it was just something Chad, Zac, and Nathaniel came up with to make themselves look like cavemen and to...

Five days a week, it’s the same thing. I leave the house at a certain time, carrying a book or some manuscript I’m editing along with my...

On our last trip to Gainesville to visit the college kids, they wanted to take us to a couple of the museums because they knew we enjoyed...