Old man Getting old isn’t much fun at all.  I suppose I choose it only because it seems better than the alternative.  But I have had memory-lapses, decreased vision, skin tags, memory- lapses, painful hemorrhoidal swelling, high cholestoral, cataracs, not to mention - memory lapses. Getting old means taking medications with bad side effects - … Continue reading Earitating →

21014553 - embarrassed emoticon There are few sporting seasons that are as eagerly anticipated as the opening of Baseball Season.  Maybe it is because that is the signal for the Summer Season and we all look forward to Summer. Yogi Berra, the legendary Yankee Catcher was known for his clutch hits and his many World … Continue reading Announcers Fractured English →

Colorful vector illustration of a cartoon farmer or redneck  I was preparing my son for his first prom, and I admit that I am not Amy Vanderbilt of etiquette, but I had been to a prom before, (back in the dark ages) and thought I knew what I was talking about. My brother-in-law, being a … Continue reading Hillbilly Guide to Prom Etiquette →

I heard a phrase the other day while at the doctor’s office.  A phrase that couldn’t have sounded worse, than if a heavy metal rock band had been given power tools.  The phrase was, and I am not making this up: “Well, at your age . . .” When I heard these four words, in … Continue reading “At Your Age” →

As the time approaches for the date of my dad’s death, I guess I have been thinking more about him. When I was railing against him as a youth and testing the outer limits of what I could get away with, I sometimes marvel at the patience he exhibited with me. I always told myself … Continue reading Dad’s Old Alarm Clock →

The man buried his head in the sand vector illustration The Main Squeeze is redecorating my house. I don’t think that I will live through it. I doubt that there is very little that is more oppressive to anyone who is burdened with a Y Chromosome than a remodeling project. Part of the ‘Y’ Chromosome … Continue reading Redecorating the House →

When I eventually split the sheets with Brunhilda, She got the furniture, the investments, the pots and pans, the flatware, and the checking account. I got the bumpus hounds - Iggy and Rosie. I guess they were a consolation prize. In order to salve some of my marital wounds, I decided to take a trip … Continue reading The Bumpus Hounds Retire →