A Penny For Your Slots.

In 1994 I made my first trip to Las Vegas. I was going there to get hitched in pirate costume. No, the Florida caper was not my first trip down the aisle as a pirate. I seemed to have a case of “rinse and repeat” that had began 10 years before. My future...

The Hoarder.

I have seen the show Hoarders once or twice. Quite frankly, I’ve always had a hard time understanding these people. I mean, who is sick enough to store all that stuff, stuff they will probably never even use, let alone remember that they have. Well, it turns out...

Delusionally Optimistic? You’re Not Alone.

I had never heard the term “delusionally optimistic” until three years ago. It was first uttered in my world by the Janmeister, who used it to describe herself. It came as something of a surprise. I guess I had managed to avoid delusionally optimistic...

Wherever The Twains Shall Meet.

I was watching a documentary on Mark Twain a couple days ago. I have always been a big fan of Twain, though I profess that I’ve probably only read four or five of his books in my lifetime. While I am a fan of his writing, I am more a fan of the man himself, the...

Flag Football.

When I was about 10 years old, I discovered football. I don’t really know what has happened to the sport; it seemed pretty popular back then. Everyone would watch it on black and white TVs, which often made it really hard to tell who had the ball. If it...

Following The Equator

It’s funny how things circle around this world of ours. At times we decide to make a run for it, thinking that better times lie somewhere else, only to snap back like a rubber band and find that something was wrong with you, not the location. In many respects my...

It’s A Trip.

Last Friday I went to town. Ordinarily, that is hardly earth shaking news, given that I work downtown these days and trudge off to catch the bus every morning about this time. The difference this time is that I went there voluntarily to enjoy the Figgy Pudding Contest...

Ah, Nuts!

The people of Sweden really need a national pastime. Well, at least a different one, one that doesn’t involve endless studies about things we already know. Sweden seems to be the Study Capital of the World, at least when it’s not ski or lutefisk season....

In The Spirit.

It’s raining outside. The wind and rain awoke me early this morning with a sound that I haven’t heard in a while. To those who were born in different parts of the country and lived elsewhere for a time, I’m sure you notice it, too. The weather can...

What A Bunch Of Ding Dongs.

Growing up, I don’t remember a time when there wasn’t a Ding Dong in my life. I could get a wonderful Ho-Ho any time of the year, even when it wasn’t Christmas. And if I was really desperate, I could get in a couple of Zingers with my friends. But...