I posted this on Facebook last week and it struck a chord with a few folks. I’m re-posting it here for posterity. —– This morning, when I returned from the gym, I found my oldest daughter with dried tears on her face. I asked both girls how they were doing and my youngest gave me
*Update: The book is now available on Amazon. Go get it! —– I owe Scott Irwin. I mean, technically we’re square, but I feel like I got the sweeter end of our arrangement. I met Scott many moons ago. We worked on a book called RUE (buy it on Comixology!) together when I was with
Last Saturday, while my wife and kids were at a baby shower, my friends Marcel and Mike came over to keep me company and watch a movie (High Rise, which, by the way, is amazing). I was depressed and needed to not be alone. At one point in the evening, I told them both, “It
UPDATE: Huckleberry is Home! —– This is probably the last thing I’ll be writing about my missing pal, Huckleberry. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, feel free to catch up by reading what I already wrote about losing my dog. Not a fan of words? The tl;dr version is: there was an incident
UPDATE: Huckleberry is Home! —– If you follow me on social media, you saw this yesterday: LOST DOG “Huckleberry” Orange, CA Last seen at corner of Flower and Chapman. 1 yr old. Very friendly. Please RT pic.twitter.com/1RKOgUAZ0R — James Ninness (@jamesninness) May 29, 2016 Or maybe this: Many people have reached out, wondering what happened.