How do you know when you’re going to have a bad day? When you open your oven to check dinner, the rump roast farts in your face. For those of you younger...
Last night, I attended what will most likely be the last concert of my son’s high school career. I don’t mind telling you that it was pretty good. They rocked the house. ...
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I’ve figured it out. I’ve spent just under 20 years in the confines of some sort of cubicle or office where they hotel the staff from one work...
……pick up a t-shirt for me. Many years ago I had a t-shirt featuring a road sign on a highway. The sign touted two destinations: End of the world – 5 miles...
Back in the day, a calculus assignment involved the following items: Even still, the knowledge I gathered in that year in which I took three different Calculus classes gave me no real foundation for...
That’s right people. For well over a couple of years, I’ve consistently used a specific name on this website when referring to the house from where the organization launches it’s voluminous dispatches of verbal...
Please understand that when I wrote Thunder Dog a few days ago, I was generally frustrated with our dog Faith and her irrational fear of thunder, lightning, and all that goes boom in the...
It would seem that things are getting worse on the front where the battle of the bulge is concerned. That’s not a very unique term anymore is it? Admittedly so, I shouldn’t have...
Didn’t I mention just the other day on this very website that I’d rather deal with the thunder and lightning during the waking hours so that it wouldn’t cause me to involuntarily fly out...