In my older age, I’m getting soft, and I’ve learned to do stupid things a lot smarter. I’m a 47-year-old bald and smooth Chinese dude. That’s what I wrote on dating apps when I encouraged women to change it up from the norm here in Portland, Oregon. Tired of all…

And what you can learn if you’re starting your Yoga journey — At age 50, I’m surfing better than in my thirties, I still skateboard, and I’m learning to wing foil. Twenty-two years of yoga is part of the reason for this. I primarily attend hot yoga studios in Portland, Oregon, because it’s rainy and cold much of the year. …

Adjusting my diet, examining my daily postures, and strength training put me back on track. At 47 years old, my knees hurt so much that I could barely walk. With surfing, fly fishing, snowboarding, and paddle boarding being some of my passions, I was devastated and afraid I wouldn’t be…

I will not let you abuse me anymore, Mr. Hand Man. Dear Mr. Hand Man, Sometimes it feels like you’re giving me the finger. You slap me daily with your idle numbers. I work hard writing my stories, and you sit there like a blank-eyed agent during a book pitch. …

Life happens fast. Love, learn, and laugh. Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed. — One day you’re a teen terrorizing the neighborhood, squealing tires around corners, and ripping doughnuts in the nearby soccer field while driving a 1981 Buick Century, a surprisingly capable off-road vehicle for newly licensed sixteen-year-olds. The next day you’re a Dad yelling off your porch at the asswipe driving too…

Is it possible to enjoy alcohol and still live a healthy lifestyle? — The history of my drinking, my strategies for cutting back, and wondering if quitting is something I need to do — or even want to do. I turned 50 a month ago on February 11th in Baja, Mexico doing what I love and being with a person I love. I…

Pills, pills, pills, and more pills. — A nurse at my Dad’s senior home in Chicago walks into his room with a little plastic tub and says, “Time for your medication!” My slumped-over, 77-year-old, wheelchair-bound Dad barely lifts his head. She spoons pill after pill into his mouth. …

I miss all of her. My old gal, Baetis, has been gone for three months now after two decades purring at my side. In her last years she slept on a window perch that my daughter and I made for her. There were times when her breathing was so slight…

It feels good not wanting to destroy my old house. — I just bought a lunch gift certificate for my Ex and her new partner. They’re celebrating their commitment in Maui. Last month they ended up at the same concert as my girlfriend, and they all sat together. During a recent heatwave, I napped in my Ex’s house on my old…