Tag Aging

I’m not aging gracefully, and I’m taking the rest of you with me.

I’m Mean to my Wife

As I grow older, I enjoy being a stay-off-my-lawn curmudgeon. I hate everyone like my wife hates dogs. While she doesn’t really hate dogs, and I don’t hate people, I get frustrated by thoughtlessness. People who tailgate when I’m already…

A Hairy Situation

David's Bald Spot

“Is that you on the cover?” She eyed the hero on my book, inspecting Angst’s gray hair and bald spot before looking at me with a mischievous grin. “Well, heh, no, not exactly.” I take a deep breath, preparing the…

Leader of the Band

I remember. I remember meeting my first Marching Band director in 2nd grade. I was at a restaurant with my parents and Mr. Shaffer was at dinner with his wife, my 2nd grade teacher. He was a kind man, and…

Aging Loudly

Super David

It’s time I admit the worst kept secret on the internet, I’m aging poorly. I’ve got wrinkles like a washed shirt that was hung to dry but should have been pressed. I’m fat like those clickbait ads you see on…