The following is a description of the extent of an overnight experience on a friend's sloop off the Sausalito coast that I am at liberty to divulge.
I had a profound conversation with a fellow tennis teaching professional the other evening on giving of heart vs. achievement.
Computers' unique capabilities are indispensible to many of our lives in unexpected ways.
Stackerazz Record Productions, a subsidiary of JQDART.com Media, at ever-so-long last, very proudly presents on iTunes: Jacque D'Artichoke's second, downloadable E.P., Saturn's Ring.
I try to become a dish washer.
We hoist chickens on a skewer through their buttocks, four at a time, and slow-roast them to perfection upon an open flame.
The following is 16 minutes of tennis instruction on the serve that may prevent a lifetime of mishits:
How do the rest of us keep our “love-for-life” lights sparked, rather than dimmed from the bleaker realm of cynical cyanide?
Separation Between Church and State is Paramount in America, The Home of the Free, as well as in most places.
A large boulder on a riverbed is a foundation of stability amidst the unpredictable flow of life. To establish worldly wherewithal, read Jacque D'Artichoke's The Ascent of a Barbarious Court Squatter!
It is no secret that public elementary, high school, and charter school education in America needs to be vastly improved and accessible, from all walks of life.
I utilized some unusual tactics to regain control of a tennis match from a now better player.
There are several trappings that undermine winning as an underdog tennis champion. Nonetheless, there are outside-the-box ways to circumnavigate those trappings to the desired outcome.
Near the ascent of a famously naked mountain in Marin County, California, that I write about in The Ascent of a Barbarious Court Squatter, I just began working at a fruit and nut stand.
I was isolated, on a Spring's Eve, a block from the waterfront, with lost car keys and a clean bag of fresh laundry propped up against my locked car...
Despite some "shortfalls," there are plenty of psychological and medicinal pharmaceuticals that save human lives and maintain people's health.
As a 17-year-old frontman in 1988, I never dreamed that I would create Pop music on my iPhone after a 30-year absence. I compare Moon Palace with my novel, The Ascent of a Barbarious Court Squatter.
Mannequins are at once classy, foolish, and exemplars. They are sub-human, yet they ironically represent what humans aspire to become. Do mannequins deserve their prestige?