Category Archives: Life, the Universe and Everything

Hope you all had an enjoyable Thanksgiving. Ours was particularly pleasant, having just the four of us around the table. Since our schedules are all over the place and I don’t get home until late, our evening meals are either … Continue reading → Continue reading →

(click to enlarge) Yes, my daughter is a geek. Why do you ask? Continue reading →

(Hint: It’s not too late to buy Christmas cards… I’m just sayin’….) Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful holiday. Since one brother got stuck in Philadelphia (he’s feeling much better now, thanks for the good wishes), and another … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Gonna stone two birds with one glass house… or something… and respond to topics upon which Michele and Bill have recently put digits to key. Bill wants us to recount our sitcom moments — those Gilliganesque times where your otherwise … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Hey! I’m back! Didja miss me? Huh? Huh? Sorry. I don’t have anything exciting to write about. It was a relatively boring business trip to Mass. It was cold, but it didn’t snow. The end. Good thing no one reads … Continue reading → Continue reading →

In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Uh, for those asking… we had him when we were, um… 12! Yeah, that’s the ticket! Me and my wife… Morgan Fairchild… whom I’ve seen naked… Continue reading →

Crap. I forgot that I was going to ask you for something before you received the subliminal message to join my zombie army listened to the previous tune! Um, while you still have your free will, can I ask you … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Running around talking like Stewie is cute for the first couple of hours… Continue reading →

Whew! I’m glad they don’t hold these things in August! I was wrong. It’s actually a half-mile to the polling place. So, having walked there and back again, I can truthfully say, “I’d walk a mile to vote for John … Continue reading → Continue reading →