I was 19 and returning from Christmas break when I found out my college would be closing at the end of spring semester. I was back earlier than most of the student body due to being on the basketball team.

    The road to be successful can be filled with emotional swings of high and lows

I unveiled a 90 minute version of my talk on "Choices" in Lawler, Iowa today.

As they called out times as I ran past the two-mile marker, a guy on my left passes me pushing a stroller, a freaking stroller. 

 I still remember the room.  Everything was put in it's place and smelled of cleaning supplies. I was sitting in a pastor’s office waiting to give my pitch about why my talk would be good for his youth group and families. 

My title isn’t a set up to be a joke.  It literally happened this weekend at a rendezvous in Albert Lea, Minnesota.

For some time now, I have watched Walter White turn from a mild mannered emotional wreck with cancer, to a meth cooker/drug king pin with cancer who is an even bigger emotional wreck.

Opening up my wedding party gift, I didn’t know what to expect. My friend Scotty is a rather odd guy