Run for the Roses
When I was a kid I loved this song. I loved the sentiment and the story and the tradition of the Kentucky Derby. I still do. For the Record: Days of Work Until Summer Vacation: 24 Reading: The last 15...
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Memorial Day
When I was a kid, my mother used to disappear for a few hours in the late afternoon warmth of Memorial Day. She’d load a few flats of annuals, usually marigolds, into the trunk of the car and drive...
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In 48 Hours …
… we will be in Brazil. Rush, rush, rush. Run, run, run. Go, go, go! I wonder what important thing I will forget to take. It’s hard to pack for a trip to another continent. It’s winter there, but we’ll...
View ArticleOne More Thing Your Teachers Were (Probably) Wrong About
When I was a kid, it was common knowledge that if you dug a deep-enough, straight-enough hole, you’d wind up in China. That’s assuming you survived the trip through the molten lava at the Earth’s core....
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Circus Life
Clowns? Check. Caged, ferocious beasts? Check. A charming ringmaster? Check. Jumping through hoops? Check. Amazing juggling act? Check. Loads of elephant poo? Check. Paid Peanuts? Check. All my...
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Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day, Friends. In 1948, Art Mooney popularized a song written twenty years earlier by Mort Dixon and Harry Woods. It went like this: I’m looking over a four-leaf clover That I...
View ArticleFlashback Friday – Lambert the Sheepish Lion
A moment ago, I read the name Thomas Lambert on the internet and something immediately happened. Lambert the Sheepish Lion; Lambert is always tryin’ to be a wild and wooly sheep instead of a sheepish...
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