It's cold outside. Sweet sainted mother of Mr. Whipple! Right now my phone tells me it's 4 degrees, FEELS LIKE -8. I don't care for it. Yesterday I was out there cleaning off the cars and within a small number of minutes, it felt like my hands were … [Continue reading]
Apparently there's some kind of monster storm bearing down on us. Up to 16 inches of ice and snow. Yikes! The good news? It's supposed to happen over the weekend when I don't have to worry about getting to work, or feel guilty about NOT going. So, … [Continue reading]
A million years ago, give or take, I was encouraged to buy a compilation album called Pillows and Prayers. It was a collection of songs by artists who recorded for a British indie label called Cherry Red. I don't think I'd heard of any of the bands … [Continue reading]
I used to collect baseball cards. Yeah, I know that's not unusual. Lots of boys (and probably some girls) did that. But, over time, my collecting turned into something mildly insane. It wasn't just buying packs down at the corner store, sticking them … [Continue reading]
I have a lingering cold. It feels like yesterday should've been the final day, but it's the visitor that will not leave. Oh well. At least it's just a cold, and not some vomit-launch high-fever diarrhea-catapult jamboree. I hear that's going around. … [Continue reading]
