DIY Grill Fix
I wasn’t really expecting a kaboom, blood, nor flames when I decide to DIY retrofit my grill. I expected a few trips to the hardware store then back to BBQ in no time. The stakes weren’t that high. The grill Read more…
I wasn’t really expecting a kaboom, blood, nor flames when I decide to DIY retrofit my grill. I expected a few trips to the hardware store then back to BBQ in no time. The stakes weren’t that high. The grill Read more…
I’ve been jogging semi-regularly for a couple of years. I run with the pace and grace of a Clydesdale. After decades of sketchy self-care with numerous starts and stops I realized that a sitting back passive approach to exercise does Read more…
My impulse buys are typically nondescript run of the mill purchases. Unneeded t-shirts, the fifth pair of tan dress shoes, a novel new pretzel dip, extra items that go on my back, on my feet, on my waistline. Rarely if Read more…
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 Read more…
My mobile phone pinged this week and I had a what’s-all-too-frequent frown wondering, likely aloud,…. “what’s it now.” Business is tough, friends have needs, family has challenges, the stock-market has chaos, the world is half shutdown,..that alert doesn’t sound like Read more…
Birthday Morning Reflection I’ll could easily see myself limping into age 51 with my reading glasses on, ears ringing, knees aching, and right shoulder pain from sleeping wrong. It’s easier to look back instead of forward. While I may be Read more…
There are two types of people in this world. One type sees a tall kitchen garbage bag and thinks: Hmmm, that bag is about 87% percent full! If I change it out now, I’ll get a sweet neat tie off Read more…
One Moo’s tracks stretch around the outside, around the outside. Around the outside of our home they stretch like yoga, bringing peace and tranquility to all things that she doesn’t view as prey. There is a tasty same sounding ice Read more…
Black Death Swan Dive I like word play. Mixing phrases, words, tenses, and meanings into new combinations is historically a pursuit usually reserved for poets. It extends more recently to song writers and rappers. Subject matter doesn’t matter when well 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 Read more…