I got news of her death through an e-mail. On a Thursday afternoon, a friend of a friend let me know she had died of cancer. I knew she was sick, but I didn't think she would ever die. I thought he  

I saw the faceless names as they appeared in the daily newspapers. They read: Bryan Taylor, Tyler Swisher, Gregory Rogers and Nicholas Erdy. These are the names of warriors who made the ultimate s  

Why is it that when we enter the realm of the "first date moments," all sense of maturity and grace evaporates? I'm not talking about teenagers at the movies. I'm talking about grownups -- 30, 40 an  

It seemed like any other early morning in Over-the-Rhine. I was headed to my office on a warm, sticky Thursday while thinking about the upcoming weekend. As I got out of my car, I was greeted by th  

If you're employed as an office worker, I'm sure you have experienced the pleasures of working with many different personalities. I've spent nearly 10 years of my life stuck in a cubicle. As with a  

It's a hot August morning. I'm waiting at the bus stop where Warsaw Avenue meets St. Lawrence Avenue in Price Hill. A young girl walks up to me and pulls up her low-cut blouse to show me the rest   

Earlier in the year I saw an interesting sports headline. It claimed that the game was over for Pacman Jones of the Tennessee Titans. I guess after so many of its players being arrested last year t  

I'm working on a story when I receive an e-mail from my daughter canceling lunch plans again. Feeling frustrated, I don't respond back. At my writing desk, heavy rain, lighting and thunder make me   

Fairly early on a Sunday morning I was heading back downtown from the Alpine Laundry in Price Hill. I have this Sunday morning routine down perfectly now. I can get to Price Hill, get two loads of   

This kid with a Mohawk haircut starts talking to me as I'm standing outside Sophia's Restaurant on Main Street downtown finishing a cigarette. I'm not paying much attention to him as it's early mor  

Downtown living is fine. Despite some surprises with electrical problems and miscellaneous other shit at the beginning of my move, I can't complain too much about my living space. If I had an apartm  

When I get home from work, I sometimes morph into a couch potato. Particularly, I like CSI: New York. I keep hoping that Stella and Mac will get it on. They never do, but those bastard writers have  

The week was a bit of a surprise. We all, including my landlord, thought that my new apartment downtown was in move-in condition. We thought that until we turned on my computer and window air-condi  

I struggled from my Chevy to the Laundromat's automatic door, limp-walking, balancing the laundry basket's weight against my stomach. As the glass slid open, I paused before entering. To my left, a  

I should think of some other name for this week's column but I'm not going to, because I'm tired and grumpy and don't feel like it. Besides, the column is only on the Web this week, and nobody read