I’ve been sick a lot in my life. A lowered immune system will do that to ya. I’ve learned a thing or two, picked up a tip or trick here and there, and I know how I like to be sick. So, last week, I get really ill. My stomach is hurting like someone shot a cannonball into it. I know I’m ...
Trash is interesting. The things we throw away. One day it's a treasured memento or one of life's essentials, and the next day it's in a bag on the street. I’m not above grabbing something good if I see it thrown out on the curb. The best time for this is, of course, City Cleanup. Everyone ...
Most places I go anymore people ask about one thing: Dixie. Our new dog. So, I thought I’d give a small update. Dixie has settled into the house like the Queen in Buckingham Palace. She has made it hers, and she is spoiled. Not only does she have her favorite spot, sitting in the window ...
Last week I made a grave mistake. In my Magic Mike from last week, I told a story about my Ma mistaking a dog for a deer. My Father has joked about and brought this up every day since its publication. Ma walks into the house, and my Father would go, “See any deer wearing collars?” My Ma, ...
You know how you’re going along, and then you have a pulsing black bump on your body that is leaking some unidentifiable fluid? No? Just me? Well, this year started out with a bang, or should I say a bump. I’m going along, and I notice a bump on my leg. A bump’s a bump, right? No big ...
It was a planned attack. A sort of coup d'état. A well thought out, planned, measured decision months in the making....and it happened like this. So, I wanted a dog. Ma wanted a dog. I knew she wanted a dog because every time a picture or a video of a wet nosed puppy came across her tablet, ...
So, Jonny, AKA the kid, was back over Christmas. A delightful time where we both made ample use of our shared office. Then it happened on Dec. 18. Strangely, I woke up before noon on this Thursday. When I did, I texted the kid regarding the rent being due. I had my half and was willing to ...
My parents have been married for over forty years, which has spawned many stories. I would be neglectful in my narration if I didn’t mention the story of the cupcake and the bush. My father, the old one, is not a romantic type. Aniversaries, Valentines, and other days of note usually come ...
It could be two in the afternoon or two in the morning, eight am, noon, six, ten, or 4:47 Christmas morning. The time doesn’t matter. Whatever time it is, someone will be in the bathroom. For almost thirty long years now, I have lived in the same house with the same three other people with ...
Well, this is my last column of the year, and believe me when I tell you, I am not going to forget 2025 anytime soon. Chances are, I will at some point, Alzheimer's and insanity run in the family, but until then, it shall be stuck in my head. This year has been complicated, crushing, exciting, ...