Reza and I were standing in the kitchen yesterday when she came up to me, dipped her head, and gave me the longest hug she’s allowed since she was about eight years old. We stood there and swayed for a while as she softly cried, trying not to sniffle and unable to keep the tears […]

Kobe Bryant died today sitting next to his daughter, Gianna, in a helicopter on their way to a basketball game he was to coach in Thousand Oaks. It was pretty foggy in LA this morning. I was never a Kobe guy. Hell, I’ve hated the Lakers for years. But the dude was a multi-generational talent […]

Sarah is in the kitchen making roast chicken. Reza is on the couch, scrolling through social media. Jon Hopkins’ Recovery is on the needle. I can hardly contain my happiness. I’ll write a bit more later about the craziness of the last week, but today? This is an important day and it’s been absolutely amazing. […]

Shit, that was a long title. *shrug* Wow, ok, where to begin. Reza is currently laying in her bedroom under the ceiling fan being a teenager stroking her social media. Honestly, I don’t mind. It keeps her connected to her friends and some of the things she’s said to them about how cool this trip […]

Reza, of course, is still asleep. The question is whether she’s still in the hammock. I’mma find out as soon as I’m done here. A few months back, right at the nadir of my personal relationship with her, I decided that, should she be amenable, we should take a trip together, something that only she […]

Yeah, so things are, as is typical, good in places, not-so-good in others. I’m back from visiting Sarah; got back in Sunday night. That flight isn’t so bad anymore, but I don’t remember it being a full six hours to get back to the West Coast. That shit is like international travel business in that, […]

My new office chair arrived today. Reza asked about how much it cost and I lied to her, told her it was cheaper than it actually was. She’s been very money conscious lately and the last thing I wanted her to do was to compare and contrast against the space her mom is in. Not […]

Last night we played, I think, the final act. I gave it everything I had. I am annihilated.   Recommend on Facebook Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post Print for later Tell a friend