The most depressing thing about a Sunday night is that it precedes Monday morning. The weekend is winding down and in a matter of 12 hours or so, my pasty white one will be...
In the last month, I’ve tried to be militant about getting my workouts in. Today when I got home from a day in front of two computer monitors and an SQL query which wouldn’t...
Well, crud. Here on the eve of Junior’s 18th birthday, San Antonio is on the cusp of receiving some sort of storm produced by red clouds. I know this because the picture...
Shaken, not stirred. Faith continues to heal at a rate which just isn’t fast enough for her or those of us who keep getting hit by her neck bound weapon of dermal destruction. Her...
Okay, so even though you’re reading this on the 5th of July, it was composed on July 4th. ; Any other time in which this particular post could have been transmitted from by brain,...
Well, ladies and gentlemen, today has been a doozy. Aside from taking Faith to the vet to liberate her of a broken toe, my kids went to see Spiderman today. Kinda. Where that issue...
For those of you who have been with me from the start of these rambling dispatches of verbal brilliance to the internet in order to make it just a little more exciting, you’re familiar...
Suffice to say (why do I say that and “For the record” so much?), I’m the only one at the domain that wakes up naturally at a early time in the morning. By early,...
Please understand that when I wrote Thunder Dog a few days ago, I was generally frustrated with our dog Faith and her irrational fear of thunder, lightning, and all that goes boom in the...
Didn’t I mention just the other day on this very website that I’d rather deal with the thunder and lightning during the waking hours so that it wouldn’t cause me to involuntarily fly out...