Many years ago, in one of my precious incarnations, I was the marketing director for a large enclosed shopping mall that had a 10-plex theater attached to it. Although they screened the Rocky Horror Picture Show every Friday night, somehow I never managed to drag my butt into the theater at midnight to watch this [...]
A Rocky Horror Virgin No More
Randy Pausch On How To Live Life
Bob Dylan’s song, Blowin’ In The Wind, asked the question
How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?
I have looked up and seen the sky in its million different moods. I have seen it without a wisp of a cloud to mar its pure cerulean blue. I have watched puffy [...]
Sometimes The USA Drives Me Crazy
I love my country but sometimes it drives me crazy….for instance my experience this afternoon at the well-known Sarasota book and gift store, Elysian Fields. I’d been to this store before and liked it, so, having just returned to Sarasota and being in the neighborhood, I stopped in to see what was gong on. [...]
Old Time Music
My friends Ruthie and Keith will especially enjoy the bumper sticker I saw yesterday here in Sarasota:
“Paddle faster…I think I hear banjo music”
Ruthie and Keith left their traditional jobs a while back and went in search of something that made them joyful (sound familiar?). They stayed tuned in to the Universe with faith they’d be [...]
Holding On To The Lightness
My friend Pete emailed me a couple of day ago to say it had been 12 days since I last blogged, adding, “we’re all waiting.” It was the first time that I realized I had created Hole In The Donut junkies. For those of you who have been waiting with bated breath, I assure [...]
Strange Goings-On In Point Pleasant, West Virginia
Willie Nelson said it best with his famous lyrics:
On the road again,
Goin’ places that I’ve never been,
Seein’ things that I may never see again,
And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
That’s me – I just LOVE being on the road. Even when I’m driving between places I’ve been before I try to [...]
After years of working 70 hours a week at jobs I detested, I felt like the proverbial "hole in the donut" - solid on the outside, but empty on the inside. Searching for meaning in my life, I abandoned my successful but unsatisfying career and set out on a six-month solo backpacking trip around the world to pursue my true passions of travel, writing, and photography. 
















