I just got home from taking a kick boxing class at the gym.  I’m dead tired and had to peel myself off the living room floor after laying down to rest, my face planted and squished into the fibers of the carpet.  When class starts I’m a total rock-star.  I envision myself as the actionContinue reading

I am not a good driver. I grew up in a teeny, tiny town with two stoplights and several naked crossroads (intersections with no stop signs.) Whoever arrives first at the intersection has the right of way. Can you imaging that in New Jersey? I think there would be more fist fights than car accidents,Continue reading