I’m not supposed to be here. Let me rephrase that. Linda and I were planning to be out of town over the weekend and part of this week on a mini vacation to the North Shore of Lake Superior and Northern Minnesota woodlands. But those plans changed after spending a little travel-planning time on the…
I see by some of my Facebook friends that Facebook is LOSING friends by the boatload. 7 million last month alone by some accounts. Don’t worry, there are still 700 million of us left. I suspect it’s mostly young people fleeing like deer from a forest fire because they’re tired of having their on-line party…
Linda and I recently shelled out 600 bucks to finally take care of some plumbing issues in the house which had progressed way beyond the point of denial and my poor power to find ingenious solutions with duct tape. Replacing the 40 year faucets in the bathtub, vanity and kitchen actually required a hole to be…
It’s usually around mid October when I first start complaining about the approach of another winter and all the problems and perils sub-zero cold and snowy weather presents. I didn’t play golf last Tuesday because it was way too hot and windy for fat people to be out there risking heat stroke and possible death…
I lost an old friend over the weekend…a VERY OLD friend. Mylo Preheim gave up the ghost on Saturday just a few weeks after his 95th birthday..but, boy, did he ever pack a lot of living into those years!. He reminded me of that guy in the Dos Equis Beer commercials; one of the most…
Playing golf on Tuesday was like spending four hours strapped to the hood of a semi heading west on I-90 at 75 miles an hour. The mighty wind made for horrific playing conditions in which shots lucky enough to find the greens had to be marked quickly before they blew OFF the greens. But, that’s…
I didn’t vote in the Sioux Falls school board election on Tuesday. Now before you begin wagging your finger at me and making tsk tsk sounds questioning my citizenship qualifications, hear me out. I chose not to make a trip down to the polls because I didn’t give a rip about which of the two…
A “Flabbergasted” Judgement Day prognosticator, Harold Camping, finally popped his head out the door of his Alameda, California house Monday morning to say he wouldn’t be giving any interviews until he’s had a chance to contemplate what went wrong with his calculations that there was going to be a heavenly house cleaning on Saturday. No…
It’s been such a nice day that I thought I’d leave the TV off and get a few things done. Number one was to give those pretty yellow flowers in the yard a second baptism of weed killer because the first one didn’t take. They must not be Lutheran dandelions. I have opened the back…
(Cue music from The Godfather) Thursday’s congressional hearing on the insane increases of fuel prices, in which the heads of the five major oil companies were summoned to justify their record high profits while continuing to receive taxpayer subsidies, reminded me of those federal hearings in the Godfather II movie in which a congressional committee was looking…