A few years ago I started getting mail — like mail in the mailbox out in front of the house mail — from AARP. I knew what it was from the envelope, so I didn’t open it. None of it. Let me say this up front: I’m not voluntarily checking into some old folks’ club… Read More Back the heck off
We are off to our annual family vacation shortly. I can’t tell you when, the internet police tell me, or someone will come and loot the house. Eat the leftover brownies. Get crumbs all over the seat cushions while snarfing down free Netflix. We’re off then, shortly, for a week to beautiful (we hear), relaxing… Read More Planning and unplanning
Mary Jo tells me that, ever since I stopped driving downtown every day, I’m not quite as — how does she put this? — “grumpy.” All I have to say to that is, you spend an hour or an hour and a half (or more!) in Atlanta traffic every day. You fight through rush hour.… Read More Grumpy rules of the road
A couple weeks ago, I spent two or three days tracking down the directors of a Netflix documentary (trailer below) for an article I wrote for the HowStuffWorks website. Not two or three full days, of course. That’d be stupid. If I did that, my freelance efficiency rating (in the language of advanced metrics they use… Read More Scribe stealing
I like to think that I’m not cheap. Or not that cheap, anyway. I’m not the guy that taps my pockets when the bill comes. I don’t throw down $10 when, you know, my share is probably closer to $15. I don’t break out the calculator to make sure the bill is divided correctly. But,… Read More A list about $
I have covered one auto racing event in my career. I expect that will be the only one I ever will. And that would be just fine with me. I have never, ever, felt so in-over-my-head on an assignment as I did on Race Day at the Daytona 500 in 2001. I spent most of that week… Read More Scenes from my bulletin board
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