I wish someone would shoot me

It all starts with a question: Why didn’t anyone tell me any of this when I started?! Auuuguh! My name’s Peter, this is Stacks & Facts, and I’ve got some tips to help you make the most of...

Carpe Diem the philosophy I've come to embrace On a trek to find myself with God pleading my case I no longer want to straddle the fence of the agnostic Due to my success within my flesh I've become a...

I think I wish someone would have|told me about grilled cheese Wednesday. No one ever told me that the backdoor|special up in uppercrust had grilled cheese. And, Maybe it's a secret...

I wish someone had told me to be proud of the skills that I have. Even if you don't necessarily have confidence on the first day, you should at least project the air of confidence. No one will...

I think I said once that I’ve always like the word wright—W-R-I-G-H-T—as the suffix of playwright. I hate it when it’s spelled “P-L-A-Y-R-I-T-E” because I love it, the word wright, as in cartwright...