I’m against shaming our dogs with those signs that hang around their necks. While it may be hilarious on social media, it is not so funny to the dog. They know what we’re saying. Let’s get this out of the way, first thing, though. You don’t see it happening very often with cats, and I’ll […]
It is a shame that it hangs around their necks. Read More »
Early this morning, I read a wrap-up story about the NCAA Football Championship. I’m not going to write about the game. You can read about that anywhere. However, I was pulling for the Louisiana State University Tigers to win over the Clemson Tigers. A duel of Tigers. As it turns out, LSU won in a
In winning colors. You are. We are. Read More »
I’ve always had a bit of an interest in the Knights Templar. Not enough to study them in depth, but I’ve read some articles about them. It was on this day, January 13, in the year 1128, that Pope Honorius II made a big announcement about this military group. He called them an “Army of
Things that go bump into Knights Read More »
I never went to camp. Not really. One summer in my youth, probably during the third grade or so, I went with a friend of mine, to the downtown location of the Boys Club. I guess it was some sort of a summer day camp. Truthfully? I think our parents sent us down there to
They call them Happy Campers, but not me. Read More »
Mired in details. That’s what I’ve become today. Everything I’ve set out to write has become completely weighed down with dates, and facts, and figures. And every time I read it back, I could see its little pockets being overstuffed with the particulars, its pants beginning to sag, with an early onset of plumber butt.
It’s a muddy mess in those details Read More »
I’m not quite sure how I should feel about the Royals. I mean, being American and all, I don’t really know the British pulse of it, all because, as they say, I have not walked a mile in their sensible shoes. Don’t get me wrong. It is not that I don’t care about England, and
It’s a royal pain in the wax. Read More »
That old feeling. When someone gets on your mind and it is hard to shake them. Everywhere you turn, you see some sort of reminder of them. If they are still with us, we can pick up the phone and call. If not, we just wonder, what or why we are so strongly reminded.
What are you doing here? Again? Bob? Joan? Read More »
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Did you ever have one of those days? Probably not as bad as my uncle. About a month before he died, he put lard on his back. Then he went downhill, fast. But lately, I’ve been thinking about work. Like the time I got fired from my job at the Calendar Factory.
Expensive Goose Feathers? Even the price of down is up. Read More »