Pumpkin Ripple with a Side of Blogoslaw : 262/365

Last night: children sleep-over at the grandparent’s house, and date night with my spouse. Today: afternoon of window shopping for random widgets, and ice cream date with my…

Rad Racing and BMX Bandits : 261/365

I’m not going to lie: I loved BMX. But hey, in the 1980s every teen boy was fascinated by the sport of bicycle racing. Considering that my bicycle…

Entrepreneurially Pleased to Meet You : 260/365

The rain is falling, the wind is blowing, and it really feels like Fall today. I’m wearing my favorite purple polo-like shirt, and despite my orange umbrella shelter,…

Superman Where Are You Now? : 259/365

By my lackluster mathematical skills, I have determined that I’ve successfully walked down this hallway approximately four million times in the last eighteen months on my commute to…

Victory Under the Roar of Twin Turbines : 258/365

Due to a required meeting at work, my Work From Home day was shuffled from Monday to Tuesday this week. Apparently attendance at a ninety-minute meeting was required…

Legend of the Green Man : 257/365

There are those who claim that the ghost of the Green Man actively haunts the tunnel of his moniker. I cannot say, either way, but I’m inclined to…

No Yesterday, No Tomorrow : 256/365

Today’s image is not just another pretty picture of a pulverized bird; it is another visual object lesson in the the most macabre subject matter of artists, poets,…

A Small Price to Pay : 255/365

He awoke with a jolt. He hardly remembered anything, and his mind kicked into high-gear. Rolling over, he could see that he was ejected out of a car…

Exclusive Swearing Club of Sherlock Holmes : 254/365

I couldn’t have been more than seven years of age when I joined the neighborhood Swear Club—albeit first, last, and only membership in such an organization. The admittance…

Hey, Where’s the Revolution? : 253/365

I always keep my eyes open, and my camera in my backpack. You can never be sure what you’ll find during the course of your day. Exhibit one:…

Johnny, You Patriot, Kick a Hole in the Sky : 252/365

I am probably one of the nation’s biggest fans, a true patriot at heart. I dare say that I bleed red, white, and blue, but I’m unwilling to…

457 Forbes Field : 251/365

Tucked among the sycamore trees, barely out of sight, lies a free-standing wall of brick and mortar. Bold white letters of “457 FT” and “436 FT” are painted…

The Journey of Dream Beings : 250/365

I awake to the brightness of day, my eyes filled with sleep, reluctant to open. As you silently wait for me to awake, your breath is warm and…

In a Matter of Two Months : 249/365

Is it just me or did this summer come and go faster than usual? Today is the first day of October and I am working on the yard,…

In Search of Chartiers Sea Monsters : 248/365

Between fuzzy scan lines on my giant-box television set, I would hypnotically watch episodes of In Search Of…. Hosted by Leonard Nimoy, the show explored mysteries of the…

Choose Your Own Adventure : 247/365

“Hey, let’s go adventuring!”, I say to my son, and he enthusiastically agrees. I have an old tunnel in mind, ripe for exploration. The abandoned portal was buried…

History of Bone and Blood : 246/365

Noobie parents be forewarned: don’t blink because time flies by “just like that”—you couldn’t see my hands when I said that, but I made a really cool double…

Shadows and Tall Trees : 245/365

Shadows lengthen, mornings more crisp, leaves release their grip from wooden skeletons—evidence of seasons passed and seasons to come. Soon the deep cold will arrive, frosted ghosts upon…

Becoming the Great Bazunka : 244/365

From the source of rivers three, under winter’s frosted moon, a hero of 73 will change the game, for the tale of Great Bazunka will ring true. From…

We Are Family : 243/365

Joining my two daughters and their entire soccer team, I am watching the Pittsburgh Pirates challenge the St. Louis Cardinals on our home turf, the amazing field of…

Welcome to Your Life (It’s the End of the World as We Know It) : 242/365

“So do you feel that you’ve adequately prepared for your race?”, she asks with a heavy dose of sarcasm. For the Nth time, my wife is trying to…

Legacy of a Heroic Italian Plumber : 241/365

First, before I get to today’s narrative, let’s get to the business portion of my project: check item #64 Complete a video game from start to finish from…

Agonizing Death by Hornet Sting : 240/365

Fierce Eagles Submit to Agonizing Death by Hornet Sting Hillcrest Eagles were demolished by the Washington Hornets in a final score of 7-0. Under a blazing sun uncharacteristic…

What a Wonderful World : 239/365

It’s noon. I’m standing in Schenley Plaza, outside of a restaurant, waiting for my lunch meeting. His absence is noticeable, so I check my phone. And he has…

A Fisherman’s Tale : 238/365

Not too many people are born with rod and tackle in their hands, an innate ability to read a stream, or a piercing curiosity of the contents of…

Fred’s Dead, Baby : 237/365

In my quest to be the best husband possible, I have once again visited my wife’s workplace to help her with various tasks. While I wait for her…

Theory of Adjacency : 236/365

We interrupt this creative portfolio for a visit to my favorite science lab, also known as my wife’s classroom. In the spirit of science, that reminds me of…

Hosta La Vista, Summer : 235/365

Yes, I know—it’s supposed to be hasta la vista. But I like the play on words, despite its Spanish inaccuracies. Just a quick look around my yard, and…

Hipflarical, Just Like Her Momma : 234/365

You know me, right? I’m a straight-shooter. Honest to the core. 100% true legit, just can’t quit. So when I tell you that my two daughters are probably…

A Guide to Familiar American Insects : 233/365

Insects: A Guide to Familiar American Insects, printed in 1956, is a pocket-sized paperback book full of practical natural knowledge—if you’re into bugs, creepy crawlers, and other mysterious…

I Fish, Therefore I Am : 232/365

In 1637, RenĂ© Descartes penned the following philosophical proposition: “I think, therefore I am”. He presented this as a rational for justifying his own self-existence, but I think…

Fate, Faith, Free Will, and Other Words that Begin with F : 231/365

Words that start with the letter ef (aka “F”) make me a bit jittery, at times. There’s the obvious entry in the Dictionary of Vulgarity, that I hear…

Modus Operandi : 230/365

In pitch blackness, my bedside radio broadcasts the center of a song—audible snippets squashed immediately—only to return ten minutes later, ten minutes later, ten minutes later. All that…

We Will (Most Likely) Never Forget : 229/365

There are few dramatic moments in life when you can recall your exact location in the world, and dial in the specific emotion that you felt. I am…

Friendships Are the Measure of a Man’s Worth : 228/365

The only way my friend could have been more surprised is if we all hid in a closet, jumped out in excited, and screamed “SURPRISE, Happy Birthday Scott!”…

Queen of Thirteen : 227/365

On this very day, so many years ago that I barely remember it clearly—in a desolate and abandoned hospital wing under crashes of thunder and flashes of lightning…

Seedlings of Change : 226/365

Today is filled with thoughts of change, fueled with the courage to pursue such alterations of life. As I drive from downtown, I notice my canvas satchel on…

Men Are Like Waffles, Women Are Like Spaghetti : 225/365

The greatest mystery of the Universe can be simplified, and understood by the common person with this declaration: men are like waffles, women are like spaghetti. You, dear…

Chai Ninjas and Memories of Nana : 224/365

There are portions of my personal history that are partitioned, walled-off like drywall sealing an ancient fireplace or doorway that’s designated as obsolete. My Nana, and the related…

Peculiar People of Public Transportation : 223/365

With seventeen months of public transportation on my commuter resume—and countless hours of humanoid observation—I am a self-proclaimed expert in the peculiarity of people. Prior to the initialization…

To Whom It May or May Not Concern : 222/365

Project 365 is a compilation of photographs, narratives, and wisdom-nuggets over the span of one year. The daily letters contained within this project may or may not be…

Winged White Horses, Marshmallows, and Dating My Girl : 221/365

Tonight is Sunday—September 3, 2017, to be exact—and I am going on a date with my wife to the movies. Sans children, she has indicated that we should…

Having an Off Decade : 220/365

I recently saw a photograph of myself, dated approximately four years ago, and I looked the exact same thick-in-the-middleness that I do today. As a lover of the…

While Dodging Flamethrowers : 219/365

For a child raised in the comfort and security of a private education, the decision of public schooling can equate to being thrown into the lion display at…

Scaling the Sky : 218/365

As a parent, I always want the best for my child, although The Best is a very relative and highly subjective term, at best. So what does it…

I Wish I Knew You : 217/365

In November of 1981, I was a whopping eight years old when my grandfather died. At that time, we lived on a dead-end street in McKeesport, PA, and…

Stand By Me : 216/365

I would be hard-pressed to find an adult who hasn’t watched the movie Stand By Me (1986), which was based on a novella by Stephen King. It’s a…

Presenting a Pair : 215/365

I have a list of desirable diversions longer than the length of my arm, including getting out to a proper fishing location, finally, after a few months of…

Kick-start of the Heart, Revival of Seventy-three : 214/365

Sometimes your heart stops—metaphorically—by the course of action that you choose in life. Resentment, bitterness stored up. Sometimes you—and when I say you, I also include myself—need to…

National Dog Day : 213/365

There are two types of people in the world: those who love dogs, and everyone else. And, above all else, I don’t trust anyone who is emotionally parked…

Mythos of the Drive-in Theater Experience : 212/365

Tonight we ventured to the local drive-in—crossing #49 Go to the drive-in from my yearly bucket list as you read this now—located near the airport in Moon Township….

Marriage is Like a S’more : 211/365

With twenty-three years on my relationship resume, here is my latest revelation on the institution of marriage: Marriage is like a S’more, or at least it should be,…

Art of Coffee Shop Conversation : 210/365

It’s 7:30am on a Thursday, and that means it is coffee shop day, at least for the next twenty minutes before I venture to my office at the…

Swift and Sudden Death to All Things of Summer : 209/365

Tonight is Summer’s Last Eve, for tomorrow is the first day of school, and today’s story is the bookend to summer break’s The Whole of It. With kids…

While the Earth Stood Still : 208/365

If you live in the United States, you don’t need me to tell you about the solar eclipse that happened today. Chances are that you stepped outside to…

Challenging the Unknown : 207/365

Sometimes I am (scratch that, and change it to Always I am) scared of new experiences. I have a surplus of caution, hesitation, and reservation for the things…

Miniature Automobile #722 : 206/365

My dad has always been a slot car enthusiast—he told me that he was just twelve years old when first exposed to the hobby—so when I was planning…

Inevitable Deliciousness of Diana’s Egg Rolls : 205/365

As you may or may not know already, there are three absolute truths in life: death, taxes, and the inevitable deliciousness of Diana’s egg rolls. My father is…

Film is Not Dead : 204/365

“Can you still get film for that thing?”, is a phrase, heavily stressing the word STILL, that I am accustomed to hearing. The question is preceded by Mister…

Eyes Wide Open : 203/365

In a quieted tone of confession, I will admit that I had an enjoyable time at a pop concert by a Disney princess that was opened by two…

Somewhere We Have Never Been : 202/365

I usually cover the same walking route: one street down, and over, and back. Just one block more, my mantra for today’s lunch stroll across Oakland. My goal…

Legend of the Reluctant Assassin : 201/365

He’s always climbing, scaling, or jumping from something. Somehow, over the last few years, this thing of parkour has become his thing. So, as the summer begins to…

Home is Where You Hang Your LED Chandelier : 200/365

Twenty-nine people were just decorating my deck and backyard like lawn ornaments, quite a large number of bodies for a house that rarely sees company or hosts a…

Desert Island Mixtape : 199/365

From the dusty closet, dusty relics are now strewn across my family room. My wife is determined to reduce the amount of junk and clutter from our home,…

Exceeding Your Grasp : 198/365

All creative endeavors will be paused for a magnificent event tonight: Date Night! The kids are at a sleepover with the grandparents, and—if only for 18 hours—there will…

Prayerfully out of Practice : 197/365

With a benchmark of nearly two hundred stories and photographs rapidly approaching in my series, I have not yet reached the point of writer’s block (or artist’s block)….

For Love of Beetle : 196/365

The lovely metallic blue car is parked in the same location, again, and luckily I have my camera with me on this outing around the neighborhood. The For…

Happy Birthday, Cupcakes : 195/365

She is texting me at work, suggesting that I call her favorite bakery and order her favorite cupcakes: chocolate batter with vanilla buttercream icing. From my concrete office…

Unrealized Potential of Tomatoes : 194/365

We rented a movie over the weekend, The Circle, and it’s a story of gigantic Big Brother proportions—completely unbelievable, somewhat entertaining, marginally thought-provoking. And before you go off…

Collection of Twenty-three Tales : 193/365

Twenty-three years ago, I said I Do, and today I say I Still Do to my wife. Should I be blessed with another twenty-three years of marriage, I…

Don’t Forget to Return to Where the Wild Things Are : 192/365

That very night in Max’s room a forest grew / and grew— / and grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all…

Window into Yesteryear : 191/365

Our trusty steed—also known as Cali the minivan—is packed with a few duffel bags, three fishing rods and tackle, a hammock, several board games, a tent and sleeping…

In Search of Secret Passages and Waffle Fries : 190/365

As I approach the Cathedral of Learning, I am reminded—by the droves of students conducting the walking tour of campus—that it is back to school time for the…

D is for Diptych and Deer : 189/365

Jerked deer are delicious; live deer are a nuisance. It’s not like I’m keeping them as pets or feeding them table scraps or anything, but as a byproduct…

Three Miles, Fifty-Five Days, and Eighteen Stone : 188/365

The mind is a remarkable tool and, as a human, we are able to accomplish anything that we desire, if we put our mind to it. I have…

ABCs of Raising Girls : 187/365

If you had to write something, anything, everyday could you do it? Would you be smacked in the head with a realization that you are possibly one of…

Deus ex Machina : 186/365

No space for creativity today, we have a full day planned already: church service, lunch with the in-laws, staining the backyard deck until evening, shower, kid to teen…

Harry Potter and the Haunting Hells Hollow : 185/365

Part 1 All five of us have made our own wand, in preparation for today’s outing to the Harry Potter Festival in Volant, PA. No one in my…

Pogonotrophy, May the Odds Be Ever in Your Favor : 184/365

Let me set the stage for today’s story: I’m cleaning my house and notice a big fat black ant walking across the wall, above my head. Fully intending…

Salad Bars are the Currency of Physical Labor : 183/365

Six-thirty in the morning, and I’ve set out on my daily commute to town. I hadn’t peered into the backyard before leaving, but it’s a safe assumption that…

One Summer, Per Person, Per Year : 182/365

The curtains will soon be drawn; the shades of fun lowered on June, July, and August; a conclusion to your summertime. In one month, my children will be…

Quixotic Quest and the Search for a Golden Snitch : 181/365

Quixotic [kwik-sot-ik], adjective 1. extravagantly chivalrous or romantic; visionary, impractical, or impracticable; 2. impulsive and often rashly unpredictable; 3. (sometimes initial capital letter) resembling or befitting Don Quixote….

Grass Cutting, Work Ethics, and Other Tales from Fatherhood : 180/365

It’s 9:30pm and I’m standing in my backyard, camera perched upon a tripod, and I’m taking photographs of my house. In hopes that the neighbor doesn’t think that…

Solar Saros 145, Member 22 : 179/365

Go grab your best pencil and your appointment calendar, go ahead I’ll wait. On Monday, August 21, 2017, block out the afternoon with a giant, big X. Ok,…

Attitude of Platitude : 178/365

The best of intentions, thwarted by rain—that’s how today can be described. I was hoping to visit the local amusement park and participate in a ride-a-roller-coaster-all-day-long-to-win-fabulous-prizes ordeal, but…

Bee’s Knees : 177/365

A change in perspective, literally, is what I need. The vacationing was a terrific remedy for the doldrums of life, but the excitement—and distant locations—of the Wild West…

Forward Thinking : 176/365

Since owning this token, I have traveled 15,266 miles across the face of this great planet. How can I be so specific and certain? Great question, I’m glad…

Geocaching with Steinbeck : 175/365

A man taps down the tobacco in his cigarette pack, sitting at a table in front of me. A constant sound of rushing air, emanating from the hospital,…

Heliomitosis Transfiguration : 174/365

You can ask my mother, she will confirm—unequivocally, no doubt—my love for made-up words. As I child I frequently created my own vocabulary. Not because I was bored…

At Least We Own Lemons : 173/365

Photograph production over the last few weeks has been easy, almost too easy, with breath-taking locations and experiences filling all moments from wake to slumber. I can sense…

Sunday Evening Predators : 172/365

The people are coming, the people will be here soon. I’m referring to scheduled family visitors in a few weeks, as well as a backyard cook-out that I’ve…

A Life Unlived : 171/365

I am an expert at living my current life of predictability, complacency, and mind-numbing routine. As a matter of fact, I excel at living a bare-bones, normal, and…

Musings of a Roadtrippin’ Family : 170/365

While the ink is still wet, and with a completed cross-country trip on our family resume, I feel qualified to offer advice to those who may find the…

What the Effigy? : 169/365

I have always wanted to visit Serpent Mound in central Ohio, but from my house I would be looking at a conservative five-hour, one-way excursion. And that’s why…

Yeah, but is it the Largest? : 168/365

In America we love our things big, bigger, and biggest. Having been born and raised in this fantastic country, I still don’t know the reason for our attraction…

Sledding the Sandy Juggernaut : 167/365

Great Sand Dunes National Park lives up to its nomenclature, but the humorous thing is that not many people have ever heard of the park. In the collection…

Archaeology, Anthropology, and Other Five-Dollar Words : 166b/365

A few hours ago, we experienced the Navajo culture of current indigenous people; currently, we are awaiting our tour into the ancient ruins of Cliff Palace. Once again,…

X Marks the Spot : 166a/365

There is a certain foolishness in creating a yearly bucket list around experiences that you anticipate accomplishing. I admit that and own that fact, but not once do…

Insignificance of Monumental Proportions : 165b/365

Storms follow us from the Grand Canyon as we drive across Arizona. The decision has already been made to scrap a visit to the Four Corners Monument; we…

Call of the Grand Canyon : 165a/365

Morning: I rub the crusty sleep from the corner of my eyes; the time on my phone displays 4:48am. Birds singing in the trees, pre-dawn creeps from behind…