Life, family, and music.
I grew up in a house with one bathroom and three sisters. Add my mom and dad and you don’t have to be a mathematician to know that’s an equation begging for logistical problems. Easier jobs have been given to air traffic controllers.
The Legend of Jim and Lynn Kvidt Read More »
Most of my life I spent working manual labor jobs. Construction, landscaping, stocking shelves at Wally’s Supermarket. I loved coming home exhausted. It was rewarding.
Why Your Mind is Like a Wheelbarrow Read More »
All right, thanks for filling in for me. I know you might not have cowritten a song, let alone written a song before, but you’re all I’ve got. Don’t worry, I’m going to show you exactly what to do, ok?
How to Be My Substitute Cowriter Read More »
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Protected: Secret Songs Club (#1) Read More »
Are you married? If you are, there’s a good chance my mom was the pianist in your wedding.
Was My Mom the Pianist at Your Wedding? Read More »
I used to watch those pharmaceutical commercials for depression and anxiety and my eyes would well up with tears because I related so much. I’d almost involuntarily raise my hand.
Yes, I Take Medicine for Mental Health Read More »
Last summer I wrote a blog post called An Open Letter to Mitch Garver of the Minnesota Twins. It’s about Silas, my 7-year-old son, and his obsession with the major league baseball player.
Mitch Garver Responds! Read More »
Of the books I read in 2019, I highly recommend these. There’s a little something for everyone: historical fiction, business, memoir, creative writing, self-help — even a children’s book (which you probably know of).
6 Books I Highly Recommend Read More »
I have this thing I say multiple times a day. Sometimes out loud. Sometimes just to myself. Sometimes I say it to my wife Heidi. Sometimes Heidi says it to me.
Why Move Fast and Get Hurt Read More »
I was 12, a Peewee hockey player on the A team. Honestly, though, I sat the bench a lot that year. I was one of the younger kids. We didn’t have enough players for a B team, otherwise I would have been on it. It’s not that I was a terrible player. It’s just that
A Peewee, a Plymouth, and a Tired Pops Read More »