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The Von Trapp Family Singers I was drawn to the idea of music at an early age, probably because of the movie, The Sound of Music. I had a crush on all of the Von Trapp sisters — adoring the older ones as each successive year went by — nothing creepy, it’s just that . . . → Read More: Adventures in Misalignment–Music Lessons 
I recently tried to take a proactive approach to managing my dandelion situation. I retrieved a jug of weed killer from the shelf, something I used last year, and like an illiterate looking for a haircut by walking into the store with the candy-cane post out front, I trusted the picture of the dead . . . → Read More: Learn From My Lawn Care
Don't go into the water My daughter was cut by an old man in a mask. He drugged her, told her everything would be fine, and then cut her gums and removed a tooth. The experience may have traumatized her for life except that it was our dentist performing a planned procedure. The guy . . . → Read More: The Brutality of Existence and Lack of Humor Thereof I had an incident while preparing Nan bread from a recipe that called for heating a pizza stone to 500 degrees. A pizza stone, if you are not familiar, is thick clayware that acts as a heatsink to help ensure the crust is thoroughly baked. And 500 degrees, by the way, is really hot. After . . . → Read More: Cooking Mistake or Cool Experiment–You Decide Clarence, our neighbor with the beagles, hated us. . . . → Read More: Clarence and the Poodle “The Aristocrats” is a movie I should have seen when it came out. Not because I could have used any of the filthy, vulgar, soul-crushing versions of the joke, but because it had a truly emotional impact on me. I will make a few more comments about the movie, and the joke itself, over on . . . → Read More: The Aristocrats — Not a Movie Review I bought a Ford Fiesta around 1984 in order to commute from Ann Arbor to Detroit for a job while I was in college. If you’re not familiar, the Ford Fiesta was nothing like the new one; it was better than a Yugo, but not much bigger. It’s amenities were few, it’s functionality was minimal, . . . → Read More: How I learned about fan belts and self-reliance I may have become a little bit of a bore and a twit. I know my teenage children would agree, but I often catch myself explaining obscure references in conversations, and taking the discussion off track in tangents. It’s bad enough to make an obscure reference, but then to explain it in detail, and go . . . → Read More: Nose Job When I was sixteen years old, I was about to play baseball and came upon a wounded bird part-way up the rightfield line during pre-game warmups. Wounded is too kind. This bird, a robin, had been maimed. It looked like it had been caught by a dog or cat that tore into it but lost . . . → Read More: Wounded Bird I am at Sterling Hunter ranch in Bath, Michigan watching a cattle auction. Most of these cows are worth nore than the car I drive so I am definitely just spectating. I have been desperate to scratch my balls for the past twenty minutes but I adjusted my glasses at some point and put in . . . → Read More: Angus Auction Afternoon |
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