Sentence of Dave

During the first month of school, when I start to lose my voice—which I inevitably do: allergies and all the talking—I actually have some vi...

This morning, just before first period, one of our co-workers thought she was having a heart attack; she was standing just outside the Engli...

This summer, I went to the Jersey Shore Premium Outlets to buy more Eddie Bauer hiking pants-- these pants fit me perfectly; they are approp...

Yesterday, in a mad rush to get to the 7 AM Faculty meeting, I forgot my lunch-- and the meeting was a boring explanation of why teachers wi...

Like a set of three Matryoshka dolls, the three narratives in Téa Obreht's novel Sunrise  nest inside of each other, and each story has ...

While I was on the train yesterday, I noticed a bunch of people riding Jersey Transit with their bicycles—something I've never done—so ...

  Yesterday, I took the train down to Hamilton to play in Battle Royale Six, an unsanctioned but incredibly well-structured pickleball tourn...

Bruce Springsteen,  just like my son Alex,  produced some fantastic unintentional irony when he was a young man (and I learned this from the...

I'm very proud of my son (and thanks to everyone at Stages for allowing him to intern and mentoring him) because he's landed a job a...

Yesterday afternoon, the dog and I were turning the corner from the park, and I saw my son Ian in the driveway, standing in the bed of his p...

In all likelihood, this will be the last time I do "first-day-school-stuff"-- I am hoping to retire at the end of this year-- and ...

I finally upgraded my music/podcast recording setup—my 2015 iMac served me well, but it was really starting to crap out during intensive tas...

You might be aware of the t-shirt enigma, but if not, I will do my best to explain it: most of the time, unless I'm about to exercise in...

While the next two books in the trilogy don't quite compare to Bluebird, Bluebird , Attica Locke does wrap things up for Darren Matthews...

We are back from the beach—and I am home for the first time in a month (aside from a short pit stop three weeks ago, when I drove from Kill ...

Unlike last summer's epic fail, we had some success on today's whale-watching excursion—the Miss Belmar took us a long way from her ...

Our beach vacation—and the summer itself-- are coming to a rapid end, so this morning I decided to cram in a few of my favorite things befor...

Last night was the final Taco Tuesday of the summer at Barrio Costero—Soder joined us for steak tacos, but Stacey did not . . . she was stil...

Warning: spoilers ahead for the fairly entertaining dinosaur movie The End of Oak Street , but do not let these spoilers or plot holes stop ...

After a rather silly trip to the beach yesterday afternoon (we decided not to take the wagon because of the state of my shoulder, so we donn...