When “sensitivity training” is not enough.
He sounded calm, my son did, when he left me the voice mail about the crazed gunman on campus.
There’s nothing like stepping into a professional recording studio to make you feel like a rock star. Of course, they didn’t let me sing — but the folks at Verizon did let me host a recent podcast about cybersecurity.
A short story about heartbreak. Literally.
The angry tour guide does not want to pose with you for a picture as you toss the tea into the sea, but he will, because it is his job.
AIDS took my brother on June 19, 1992, but his death wasn’t entirely senseless — thanks to my mom’s courageous speaking tour.
Whatever you do, don’t let anything go to your head online.
Never underestimate how much a brief TV appearance with extraterrestrials can improve your social standing.
My digital assistants are not morning people.
Ever meet your musical hero? Were you cool, or a total doofus?