Needed: One Velvet Elvis

I work for the best company ever. This morning, I filled out a request for PTO time. Tara and I are headin' up to Seattle next Friday to celebrate her nephew's first birthday, and we wanted to leave early for a change. We'll be taking off around 2:00, so I submitted the paperwork to my … Continue reading Needed: One Velvet Elvis

Hey, Me-To-Be…

Last night my kids were watching La Bamba. The scene where Ritchie Valens accepted an ill-fated seat on the airplane came on, and I said out loud, "Don't do it, Ritchie!" As if my warning had the power to change the ending of the movie. To stave off the young star's death. Have you ever done this … Continue reading Hey, Me-To-Be…

Goodness Gracious

It is March, 2011. I am driving down Highway 99 in Oregon, on my way to meet a girl. Somebody I've known for a long time, but have never met in person. She's pretty cool - has a great sense of humor, likes the same music as I do, and never met a cocktail she … Continue reading Goodness Gracious

When Jerry Met Harry

Sometimes, life imitates art. I was reminded of this the other day when Tara and I went out to dinner. We were at Red Lobster, taking advantage of a Facebook coupon that gave us $10 off two Lobster Fest entrees (hurry - this is a limited time offer), when we encountered a character straight out … Continue reading When Jerry Met Harry

Charmin is Charmin’

I have been banned from purchasing toilet paper for the family. Apparently, there are rules to buying this stuff that women know, and I do not. When Tara first moved in, I had a stockpile of my usual brand on hand. It had served me well for years, and most importantly, was cheap. Soon after, … Continue reading Charmin is Charmin’

For My Listening Pleasure

My newest obsession is podcasts. Which is kind of funny, because Tara listens to a podcast version of The Opie & Anthony Show, and has been singing its praises for the past year. She played it for me on the drive up to Seattle one time last year, and I was not at all impressed. … Continue reading For My Listening Pleasure

Owl’s Well That Ends Well

I have a confession to make: I am obsessed with hooters. Have been, ever since I was a boy growing up in the 70s. I found them exotic, big and beautiful, something I thought about but never glimpsed. When they came out, they usually did so at night, long after I was asleep. I took to … Continue reading Owl’s Well That Ends Well

Popelessly Devoted To You

It's weird, this being-without-a-Pope thing. I mean, it's happened before, of course. Popes die while Pontiff-icating (or whatever else you call the act of being the Pope - "Poping," maybe?) all the time. It's (usually) the only way "the office" becomes vacant. Some people are claiming that Pope Benedict XVI is the Vatican's version of … Continue reading Popelessly Devoted To You