Worldwide Ace

For context, read Arm Candy – Part I. As a little kid, I adored being the center of attention. My parents have a picture of me sitting at the piano in pajamas, banging on the keys randomly and entitling the piece “Storm” with such panache and veracity no one could argue that it was simply [...] Read more »

Image by the Crafty Bohemian. “You wanna go get some arm candy, Ben?” I stared dumbfounded at my uncle Ted. The truth was, I barely knew the guy. I’m not even sure he was actually related to me. “It’ll be fun! There’ll be food and baseball and girls!” “Ick, girls!” I yelled, eliciting laughter from [...] Read more »