Scars that can’t be seen

For the 30th anniversary of the Space Shuttle disaster in 1986, I offered up my memories of that terrible day on my Facebook page, and then shared the senior year photo that I had taken when I was 17 and thought that the future would go on forever. Looking at it again today, I wasContinue reading “Scars that can’t be seen”

The year it all began for me

I’ve done this thing a few times that I call “Pennyfind.” I even have a category for it here. It happens when I come across a penny on a sidewalk or in the street or some unusual place. Being a superstitious sort, I usually pick it up and take a look at the year stampedContinue reading “The year it all began for me”

Here come the double 13s

I’m quite sure nobody’s mentioned this, but today is the first of a series of twelve dates this year with a double 13 in them. Today is 1/13/13, and if you have triskaidekaphobia, well, you’d better get over it for this year. I’ve speculated that this hasn’t helped the Cubs very much over the pastContinue reading “Here come the double 13s”

Mission Accomplished

If there’s a piece of advice I would give to someone going to a Bruce Springsteen concert (other than to go in the first place), it would be don’t be disappointed if he doesn’t play a particular song, unless it’s “Born to Run.” With hundreds of songs on his albums, and fans who bring signsContinue reading “Mission Accomplished”

Forget about the goat

Before reading any further, I want you to think of an unlucky number. I’m willing to say that the default answer is the number 13. Absent some searing personal tragedy–like someone who lost their job on January 6 and now considers 16 to be unlucky–most people just accept that there’s something unfortunate attached to theContinue reading “Forget about the goat”

Beyond creepy

It’s a foggy night in Chicago. Most everyone is in bed already, getting rested for whatever might come at them tomorrow, but not me. I usually can’t get to sleep too well, and so I waste time on the computer, looking at box scores and old pictures on Facebook. I typically have too much caffeineContinue reading “Beyond creepy”

As close as can be

The other day, I found a penny in the parking lot where I had parked my car. As I’ve written before, I instinctively pick these pennies up, partly for good luck and partly because I’m curious to see what year the penny was minted in. In this case, it was 1982, the year I graduatedContinue reading “As close as can be”

The pendulum swings toward Texas

When the FOX announcers began talking about how the Cardinals had never been involved in a 1-0 game in their previous 100+ games of World Series play, I knew the final score wouldn’t be 1-0. I’m going to suggest that jinxes do exist, and talking about a 1-0 game is the quickest way to makeContinue reading “The pendulum swings toward Texas”

Maybe this explains what happened to the Red Sox

Earlier this year, I went to Washington, DC with my family on Spring Break. Since it was in April, and baseball season had just gotten underway, I naturally wanted to take in a ballgame if I could. The Nationals were out of town that week, but the Orioles were playing at home against the Twins.Continue reading “Maybe this explains what happened to the Red Sox”

Midnight in Baltimore

How devastating was last night for the Red Sox? The collapse that consumed the month of September was one thing, which ended with a 7-20 record coming down the stretch. But there was still hope for them, as they were clinging to a one-run lead in the ninth inning. At the same time, the YankeesContinue reading “Midnight in Baltimore”

Like it never will again

As I was walking back to my car this morning, I saw a penny on the sidewalk. I picked it up, because I’ve always been more superstitious about this than I am with other things. I always look at the penny’s date, and try to give myself a moment to think about how old IContinue reading “Like it never will again”

Finding inspiration inside a plastic bag

Anyone who has young kids in their life probably remembers sillybands (or maybe it was “sillybandz” instead). A couple of years ago, it was all the rage with kids and–as all things like this do–it has faded out since then. But a chance encounter with some last night led me to a story I wantContinue reading “Finding inspiration inside a plastic bag”

What about Monday the 13th?

I’m not superstitious. Really. Yes, I find it strange that there’s an ambulance #13 that makes the rounds ¬†on the streets where I live. And yes, I think that the Cubs’ curse has less to do with a billy goat than it does with Wrigley Field’s ZIP code of 60613 (look it up if youContinue reading “What about Monday the 13th?”