55 – Lessons and Links From Year Two

It only struck me the other day that I’m now two years deep into The House Newf. I like it. Newfing is fun. Especially in a house.

54 – Good Friends Lead The Way

I just moved out of a friend's basement after living there for five years. Another friend, who I haven't seen in five years, is in town visiting this weekend. And that got me to thinking about how my epic friends Clay and Double M helped me become The House Newf. So this essay's about that. And them.

53 – Be A Planet

A good while ago I wrote about how stars can make us better. Now I say we should be like planets too.

52 – Bottoms Up

This essay's inspired by a recent injury.

51 – There Is No ‘Happily Ever After’

I have interesting chats with my supervisor every weekday morning before starting the day’s trade. And one of those chats inspired this essay.

50 – Make ‘Your’ Own Rules

This essay is inspired by a spelling mistake.

Fifteen years ago my epic friend, Small Paul, wrote a note to a girl who amazed him. And shortly before I started writing this essay a new friend thanked me for helping her. And in both cases they spelled the same word wrong. 

49 – Lifestyles, Little Things, and ‘One of These Days’

2015 arrived two weeks ago. And that got me to thinking about New Year’s Resolutions. And then myself and a couple of work buddies had a chat about the problems with New Year’s Resolutions (hereafter known as NYRs), and how to do change right. So I decided to write about that.

48 – Make Yourself Forever

Two things inspired this essay: 1) recent conversations with my uncle, Ross, and 2) George Harrison.

47 – They Were The Super Heroes

Today is November 11^th. Today lots of people in different countries will pay tribute to men and women who did military service in times of war. And that got me thinking about why we should remember them. So I decided to write about that.

46 – Don’t Forget To Be Human

The idea for this essay was born several years ago.

I went off for a hike along the shore of a local beach on a lovely Sunday morning. Early Fall. The kind that reminds you nobody and nothing can age gracefully like Nature.