BURGER SCOOT

  • Custom-made stainless steel nails

    This story has no break ins, no gangs, no chop shop, no riot police like my previous neighborhood story set in 2006. I haven’t stepped on anyone’s toes who would read this or know this blog existed. Still, all the names have been changed here except for the pets, who are all dead except for… Read more

  • Home Sweet Home–Redux

    This is a repost from October of 2006. I thought I would revisit this moment as I put the finishing touches on a similar post having to do with neighbors. About 17 years ago, my wife, our two sons and I moved out of our mid-town apartment and into a nice little home in East… Read more

  • Off the Mat, onto the Asphalt

    “Life will bring you to your knees and rip you open in ways that will allow you to love. It is your heartbreak that will teach you compassion.” ― Seane Corn “Aaaaaaaah, my knee!” — Me I was riding home from a yoga class when it happened. I didn’t want to obey the stop sign–as I… Read more

  • Crazy lane splitting

    I rarely split lanes. Watching videos like this make me dizzy. Read more

  • The Ballad of the Codependent Rat

    The Ballad of the Codependent Rat

    I was on my back, Judi was rocking on my pelvis, when a hurled stone shattered the window above us. I reflexively pulled Judi close to me, chest to chest. Later, she would say she felt safe with me as if I was protecting her, but let’s face it, Judi was in a more secure… Read more

  • First jobs & past friends

    We all remember our first job and the people we worked for and worked alongside. The first time we had disposable income beyond chump change. It may have been the first time we ever didn’t work alone to earn money–unlike the proverbial lemonade stand, babysitting or lawn mowing gigs or doing chores. I never was… Read more