I can only run on anger for so long. Being angry wears me out. I’m going to listen to True Dreams of Wichita and Screenwriter’s Blues before I go get my hair cut at 6:30 at night after an eleven hour day at work. Why am I getting my hair cut? I’m going on my […]
Mary Chen is cool. She is cooler than you, cooler than me and probably anyone you know. I only met her once or twice while she worked here. A mutual friend tipped me off to her old blog, and I was hooked. She’s funny. She’s funnier than most. How do I know she’s cooler than […]
A couple weeks till the big three year anniversary for this site. My first post (the link to the Max pics doesn’t even work!) with Blogger was on 7/20/2000. In July of 2002, I switched to Movable Type, and never looked back.\ Why have I kept going? Blogging is fun. It’s a good clean and […]
I went golfing today. No, really, I’m serious. I played a whole 18 holes of serious man golf from the grown-up tees. In the picture, the fearsome foursome: my dad, Mike the first time golfer, Chuck the good golfer, and me, the guy who hasn’t golfed in over a decade. There are many pictures of […]
I took Max to the pool by myself last night. Since some little brat blew chunks in the regular pool, we were all relegated to the usually-off-limits lap pool. It was nice being able to swim, but the lap pool is three and a half feet at its shallowest, which means Max can’t touch the […]
I hate doing “I’m going to blog about this, really” posts, but I do it enough that you should be used to it by now. I took Max to the pool tonight all by myself. Some little jerk decided to throw up in it, so we were all relegated to the lap pool. The lap […]
We went… to the pool.
Part One and Part Two. I sure hope Mr. Arthur sounds like Buddy Cole, because he does in my head. I have never read a funnier parody of high school assemblies, the differences between straight and gay, and classroom discussions. He did a great job capturing voice and making it feel like it was an […]
Dean’s declaration speech was pretty stunning. I only heard the last half, but went back and read the whole thing. Reading it, I almost teared up. I need to go back and compare this speech, and Dean’s platform to that list I came up with of what I want from my elected officials. He sounds […]
The Acadia Letters are the best cure for an early morning. I’m not even caffeinated and I laughed my head off.