Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
This was my backyard Saturday morning. Picturesque beagle/black lab mix aside (who may or may not be relieving his overnight pressures at the moment the picture was taken), the rest of it is an absolute outrage and a mammoth middle-finger to the face of all decent autumn-loving peoples. Snow should not be perceptibly falling in … Continue reading An Old Man Complaining About The Weather
It was a good day for cheeseburger short socks. Or at least it seemed like it...
It was a beautiful day where I live, and an even more beautiful evening...
Last year’s pair of socks...
The one productive thing I did yesterday in the midst of watching the Bengals get embarrassingly trounced at home was to prep the garage for winter. See, I don't park the ole Middle-Aged Man Sedan in the garage during the temperate months because there's bikes and sportsing gear and swimming accessories, and, well, a vast … Continue reading Because Gondolas Don’t Have Windshields
I've been super pumped about thes socks for a while, largely because with the ducks and hounds on them, I thought for sure I could write a post about Duck Hunt or something. Especially since fall is typically when most of the hunting is done, right? Yeah, this post -- especially leading into the weekend … Continue reading Winter Is…Forget it, It Done Showed Up
I keep thinking today is Thursday. It’s not; it’s Wednesday. That’s unfortunate, too, because Thursday usually means wrapping up the week’s homework with the kids, looking forward to “casual day”, and, if I’m lucky, designating it Beer and A Movie Night. Wednesday, on the other hand, means baseball practice, more homework, taking the recycling out, … Continue reading This Is Not The Day You’re Looking For
If at any point, you had the grand misfortune of being exposed to your local news today – perhaps because you visited a dear, sleepy relative at Withering Acres, or you lost your remote control and were held captive for 3 frantic minutes to whatever local channel you happened to fall asleep in front of … Continue reading In Preparation For Snowpocalypse ‘16
A white, snowy world Roads of gray and slush Washer fluid would be nice
Mother Nature must have heard me when I vowed I wasn't going to spend all winter complaining about, well, winter. Because it sure seems like she's given some of us a bit of respite this season all the way around. Sure, we've had a cold spell or two, but for the most part we haven't … Continue reading Snowy Days And Shovels
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