Michael Mackie

Six Months Without Dad

Six Months Without Dad

I remember the morning the hospice called to tell me Dad had quietly passed away. It was relatively early—like a few minutes after 7 a.m. I don’t even think I’d … Read more

Hunger Pangs Be Gone!

Hunger Pangs Be Gone!

About a month ago, the strangest thing happened. I forgot to eat—like, the entire day. The last time that happened was the twelfth of never. Even more bizarre? It was … Read more

Top 11 Things I Learned in Cardiff

Top 11 Things I Learned in Cardiff

My morning started off a bit rocky as my tour guide for the day did not show up. (That wanker!) So I punted and decided to explore Cardiff on my … Read more

OB-52-SESSED

OB-52-SESSED

Thursday night marked my 15th B-52s show—a proud milestone since I first saw them way back in Cedar Rapids on a frigid winter day in 1990. Mind you, I had been … Read more

Sayonara House Party

Sayonara House Party

Later today, after their final walkthrough, a couple from Wisconsin will be the proud new owners of Mom and Dad’s house. Finished in 1969, the house turns 50 this year … Read more

When In Doubt, Grieve It Out

When In Doubt, Grieve It Out

I posted this on my Facebook page yesterday:
 

It seemed to hit a nerve with people who completely understand what I’m going through. Right now, I wouldn’t wish this ever-present wave … Read more

It’s Day 214 Of No Sugar — But Who’s Counting?

It’s Day 214 Of No Sugar — But Who’s Counting?

It’s been a min since I blogged about my god-awful, kill-me-now diet plan lifestyle change. In January, I decided to detail the good, bad and ugly of going sans sugar/sans sweeteners/sans … Read more

Cravings Schmavings!

Cravings Schmavings!

This whole yearlong no sugar/sweeteners/starches/gluten diet thingy I’ve been on has been a win-win-win-win thus far. How so, you ask?
*Win—it proves my inner fortitude (read that: sheer, unadulterated willpower to … Read more

One Month Without Dad

One Month Without Dad

Did I tell y’all I found a speeding ticket that Dad got late last year? True story. My old man was busted going 77 in a 55 m.p.h. zone—which I … Read more

Six Months of No Sugar and I’m Still Going Strong—Sort Of …

Six Months of No Sugar and I’m Still Going Strong—Sort Of …

I eat when I’m happy. I eat when I’m sad. Hell, I’ll even break bread when I’m pensive, overwhelmed, giddy or on the cusp of a nervous breakdown. If that … Read more