I wrote my last Dad Joke this week. No, I am not jumping on the Dad Joke wagon, and I have not given up Dad Jokes for Lent a few days early. I have not tired of Dad Jokes nor do I think that there is an over-abundance of them contributing to global warming and … Continue reading In/on the joke
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New Orleans offers ample opportunity for St. Patrick’s Day weekend revelry – no big surprise: any given Thursday here offers the same. But for those of us of the middle age persuasion who no longer fit the 'party animal' designation, there are other, quite viable (and cheaper) options via which to get our ‘party on’. … Continue reading Listing, while shopping
People who doubt that mankind has had an effect on the climate of the earth puzzle me. I am a person of faith, and not a scientist, but I am fascinated by science, and the creativity involved, and I do believe strongly in the scientific method. When well over ninety percent of the world’s scientists agree … Continue reading Climate change your mind, skeptic
An elementary school I drive by daily is emblazoned with signs announcing their ongoing book fair, and I will admit to a bit of nostalgia. An only child, books were my constant companions, and book fair time at Horace Mann Elementary in Minneapolis meant my usually-not-overly-indulgent parents were willing to drop a few bucks at … Continue reading Ya buy ’em books…
This week we celebrated, with typical American aplomb and over-the-top fanfare, Groundhogs Day (GHD). This event is commemorated in many locales, in many different levels of silliness, though folks in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania take top honors year-in, year-out with their top-hatted men rousting a poor, large rodent by the name of Phil from his hibernating slumber. This … Continue reading Conversing
We spent our two weeks of Christmas break on the road, traveling from New Orleans to visit family in Minnesota and then back. A wonderful time was had, but we put in over 3800 miles of windshield time, with plenty of stops; ample opportunities for “Umm….?” moments. This first one actually resulted in my coining … Continue reading Signs of…
Some twenty-plus years ago, when I was thirtyish and divorced, a co-worker and I decided to become roommates and we rented a small home in the Minneapolis suburb of Robbinsdale. Emphasis here on ‘small’. John Lloyd, my new roommate, had one prized possession that had to be a part of the new set up: a … Continue reading “You’ll bob yer eye out, kid!” A Christmas Party Tale