Weekly Devo: A Spa for Real Men

As I approach my mid-60’s, I tell myself I’m aging like a fine wine… though some might suggest I’m fermenting into hard cider. The needle on my sensitive-male-meter points to “Car-Guy-from-the-60’s” not “Sensitive-Post-Modern-Man.” I want to be more sensitive, more Mr. Rogers-like, but if you squeeze me you get Tim-the-Tool-Man who would rather bite a ...

Weekly Devo: Personal Space

The September sun ricocheted around the parking lot of hot rods with such vivid intensity I found it impossible to focus on the well-dressed business man asking questions about my ‘38 Ford.  Shielding my eyes, I squinted at him, thinking, “This guy might be our buyer! His diamond Rolex cost more than the 25 G’s ...