When I was just a wee lad, more we-er certainly than I am today, the folks packed me and most of my siblings (maybe all seven of us, though I’m thinking the oldest may have been out of the house by that time) into the station wagon one summer and hitched up the homemade trailer.… Read More Maine, Again
Today, I cleaned out the sinks in our bathroom. Both of them were starting to empty a little slowly, and being the convenient environmentalist I am, I didn’t really want to throw a gallon of whatever toxic sticky stuff Drano has in it down the tube and into the Chattahoochee. Plus, Drano is damn expensive.… Read More You DIY, dammit
Mary Jo, my wonderful wife of (mumblemumble) years, has always been a dog person. Obviously, if she were a cat person, she wouldn’t be getting talked up here. If she were a cat person, we’d have never made it to mumblemumble years. Her first dog, if I’m not mistaken, was Inky (a picture of him,… Read More The patron saint of canines
It’s a start.
We break now from our moratorium on political commentary to highlight a modest but spot-on op-ed piece in the New York Times. And, if you’ll permit, we’ll break from this ridiculously formal first-person plural thing, too. I’ve done more than a little railing about Donald Trump and his lying, and the whole phenomenon of “fake… Read More Duty call
Last Saturday, I was standing in line to buy a Powerball ticket at a local Kroger — I’m stupid that way — squinting down at my phone reading about a protest in Boston. There, just at the edge of my myopia, I saw someone trying to creep into line ahead of me. I, of course,… Read More Carol
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