Fall used to be my favorite season. The leaves turning, football, all that crap. The loss of my baby brother some Novembers ago and his September birthday have changed my feeling about this time of year, significantly. The youngest of four boys, he was absolutely fearless in everything he did, right or wrong. Ryder spent … Continue reading Wake Me Up When September Ends
The best Christmas present I ever received was the season 2 boxset of King of the Hill from my youngest brother, Ryder. His newly acquired wealth from his first ever job allowed him a chance to demonstrate who he would ultimately become as a human being. His initial instinct was to buy Christmas presents for … Continue reading The King is Hill. Long live the King.
My senior year of college is when my love affair with tomatoes, basil, mozzarella and wine began. I was dating a girl that was one hundred percent, ancestors straight off the boat, Italian-Catholic. During the couple of years I was in the picture, my exposure to all things Italian resulted in me gaining fifteen pounds … Continue reading Sundays with Soprano
The debate concerning best holiday movie is a fierce one in this country. What film best fits the holiday season varies family to family around the United States. For us it was the classics. Griswold and the shitter being full, Ralphie and his repressed rage being released on Scott Farkus, Kevin and Uncle Frank’s cool-jerk. … Continue reading Titanic: A Holiday Sturt-Brother Tradition
The above photo is of my Uncle Mark and The Police front-man Sting in Florida. A soon to be U.S. Navy SEAL, at 22 he was a working as a hooker. Even though it seemed entirely possible that he was Magic Mike before his time, he was not in fact a gigolo. As a “hooker” … Continue reading The Synchronicity of My Family
The Modern Renaissance Man 