Things I like for look or comfort.
I started to look like a caveman. My razors idled, my shaving motivation suffers during splendid isolation. Facial hair isn’t unusual for me, in fact, there is church directory photographic evidence of my great mustache faux pas of ‘85. Because I often grow one each winter, having a beard usually Read more…
We shared countless sunrises and spectacular sunsets. We worked hard and played harder. We sliced Titleists together, and dropped tap-ins. We carved up curves in convertibles and avoided a wide array of shitty drivers while we motorcycled. Don’t misunderstand, it wasn’t only good times. We also cut grass, weed-wacked, painted Read more…
It’s tough to admit, but I’ll own it. I’ve become a bit of a shoe whore. I acquired this condition in my late forties after spending decades blissfully unaware, rocking pair after pair of white Nike cross trainers. I now wince when I see them. I also wore one single Read more…
First world problem I know, but gift giving can be hard. There’re many variables to consider beyond the receiver, you’ve got expense, functionality, spirit of reception just to name a few. I’ll admit, I realize, I’m tough to buy for. As a 47 year-old guy with somewhat comfortable means I Read more…