Category Archives: Everything Else

I’m walking out of the grocery after a quick surgical strike trip for some odds and ends needed for dinner. Erin and little Maddie were waiting in the car. I’ve grabbed the necessities and a few other things on the … Continue reading →

Whistling – Part II I’m working away on the computer, whistling and really into what I’m doing. In the zone… My wife walks in singing some really old poppy, hurry-up-and-turn-the-radio-station-to-something-else tune. She says, “Now you’ve got me singing it.” I … Continue reading →

Okay, I love the heat. I cut my hair short enough to see my scalp peaking through around all the edges. I switched back to anti-perspirant, even though there are enough extra chemicals in it to shield the space shuttle … Continue reading →

When you get a new haircut and everybody comes up to you and says, “Hey, your new hair cut looks really good!”, you start to wonder what you looked like before…

Did you ever think about pulling a hang-nail? What if it were like pulling a loose thread on a sweater? I mean, suddenly everything starts to unravel until you’ve got nothing but an ex-sweater. What if you pulled a hangnail … Continue reading →

I came to the conclusion while driving that my daughter is going to love roller coasters. If I had any passengers I think they’d agree.

When you’re driving in the car flipping through radio stations, make sure you pay attention to if your wife starts singing along with a song before you change to the next channel. I’ve never seen that in the rules to … Continue reading →

I was walking through the halls at work whistling Eleanor Rigby… I wasn’t whistling the original Beatles version, though, I was whistling the remake by an industrial group (think heavy metal meets grunge) named Godhead. Unfortunately, the original Eleanor Rigby … Continue reading →

You know you married a farm-girl when in casual conversation you hear the phrase, “I inherited the family corn knife.”

I really wanted to get the blueberry Pop-Tarts. However, the strawberry Pop-Tarts included a free Cartoon Network magnet. As an adult, the clear choice is to purchase what you are going to eat and sensibly ignore the childish advertising gimmicks. … Continue reading →

Where exactly on the cigarette packaging does it say, “Okay to litter”? I mean, why is it that smokers are immune from the social laws that say we won’t throw our garbage in the street? Or the beach? Or pitch … Continue reading →

My wife and I picked up a new outfit for our one-year-old daughter at a small children’s store. It’s a seventies retro kind of design. Reddish velvet pants and a blue-jean material top with fluffy red faux-fur cuffs and collar … Continue reading →

Let’s call it truthfully… Netscape – Something children may read about in history books; until corporations take over public schools and Microsoft eliminates all references to add insult to injury. Napster – They’re like the porno actress who goes legit … Continue reading →

Baby Radar Theorem: Babies are most likely to grab anything within arm’s reach that is not a toy; especially important paperwork, pointy things, or electronic devices%*( o9p8&P*()(*&&&&&&&&&&******( Such as keyboards.

Baby Radar Experiment: Fuzzy Toy Animal Fork Fuzzy Toy Animal Fork Mommy: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” (grabs fork, gestures threateningly, and implies our daughter may be an only child) Science is such a forgotten art.

The hostess at a restaurant was pointing out the specials for the evening. There was a rather delicious looking soup with a name I can not pronounce, let alone try and spell, an appetizer made in part of spinach and … Continue reading →

My wife and I visited Cleveland over the weekend and ate at a small restaurant in Little Italy. When I first heard Cleveland had a Little Italy, I figured it was a strip mall with a couple chain Italian restaurants … Continue reading →

Ah, yes, Friday the 13th. My computer didn’t want to boot up into Windows and recognize my mouse, Internet Explorer crashed on half the sites I tried to visit, and Outlook kept shutting down because of an unknown error. Pretty … Continue reading →

It was pointed out to me recently by a friend of mine that in the traditional work-world – you know, the one where you go somewhere you don’t really want to be to do things you don’t really want to … Continue reading →

It was pretty late at night and I could barely see the road ahead of me. I was going about 70 miles per hour and getting ready to crest a hill when suddenly I had to stop the car. You … Continue reading →