Pour a cup and join me. Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after. I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world. Sunday, January 27, 2013. Refining myself daily from the inside out.

Chtěla jen jahody tak jako vždycky,. Na svůj věk vážně pěkná. Však dnes působila nějak pateticky -. A ona jenom pokrčí nos. Vyblila na tu mou starostlivost. Oázu, jsi maloval temperami. Do osudu o který jsi zakop. Uvědom si, že jsme sami. Vykročili z kruhu rasy šlechtěné. S tím, že teď už dozajista vím.

I was six and in love with a neighbor when I wrote my first POME, Roses are red, violets are blue, I love you, and I am not kidding. Since that time, I have had essays published in The New York Times and Detroit Free Press. The book recalls the many lessons taught by my now grown son with severe autism. I have written several short stories and am working on a novel.