The car was black: body, tires, rims even the smoked windshield (which allowed the observer only to see a silhouette of the driver), maki...

The action begins with an open hand (left or right, it doesn’t matter) against your lips. After a brief moment, you extend your arm at a ...

It was a time of renewal and rebirth. A time to celebrate. “Out with the old …” and all that jazz. At last, after days of anticipation (i...

Wash, rinse, repeat. Many years ago, some marketing person earned a huge bonus – maybe a promotion as well -- by scribbling those three w...

It was Saturday morning, and the weather was perfect for just about anything (unless you’re umbrella). As the Sun arose into a cloudless ...

Generally, I write as a diversion, to offer something funny or strange, an observation or a story from my life that helps you understand w...

I originally wrote this piece on Memorial Day 2016, and I've shared it every year since. My dad died when I was 36, yet I never really kn...

It’s raining, a common spring phenomenon where I live and likely, where you live as well. Usually, I’m alright with a nice, gentle rain s...

He stood on his front porch in the early morning light. Content. Satisfied. Relaxed. I was walking the dog, who at the time had stopped t...

This piece – or portions of it -- has been sitting on my computer -- and in my mind -- for a long time. I started it after hearing about ...

It’s an emphatic, strongly worded, “in-your-face” warning: DANGER. Do not stand or sit. If you’ve used a stepladder since the days when f...

NOTE: The following essay contains less than 2% of the RDA for valuable, intelligent or coherent information, based on a 2000-calorie die...

“It never gets old.” We’ve all heard or said that phrase at some point. Often, it’s used as a throwaway line, stated after a friend, fami...

For the next 15 minutes, I’m going to simply write what’s on my mind; a good ol’ fashioned David Haznaw stream of conscious, complete wit...

I have an attachment to dental floss. After re-reading that sentence, I know what you’re thinking. “He’s weird.” To clarify, while I’ll m...

What to do today? Maybe, it's more of an exercise in what not to do. I can't speak for you, but here's what I'm hoping to accomplish toda...

I love jigsaw puzzles. A jigsaw puzzle is one of the few things that slows me down, relaxes me, and that keeps my attention for more than...

I began running in the fall of 1987, primarily to lose the “beer and junk-food” weight I accumulated in college. (Not sure why that phras...

There he was. Just a kid, maybe 11 or 12. Walking alone on a cold, sunny Saturday afternoon. His head was down, hooded, maybe to keep out...