I think my book is too tame. Don’t get me wrong; it’s hardly G-rated. There’s sex, violence, and profanity. Kidnapping and substance abuse. Desecration of public lands, for crying out loud. But sadly, nobody has banned No Time for Kings…. Read More ›
Last week was a mentally challenging one at work. This is our busiest time of year, with multiple titles coming out. In addition to our regular publications, we’ve got our biannual Visitor’s Guide, plus the annual bridal magazine and Southern… Read More ›
I’ll admit, after our less-than-stellar June camping (mis)adventure, I’d kind of cooled to the whole idea of camping. At least in a tent and/or outdoors (although…that’s pretty much what camping is (blanket forts do not count)). Last week, I happened… Read More ›
Ahoy, landlubbers! OK, in all fairness, 96 percent of my weekend did not involve water, so I’ll knock off the nautical talk. But for one exhilarating hour, it was all water, baby. I watched the shoreline race by in a… Read More ›
Have you ever seen the Breaking Bad episode titled “Fly”? If so, you have a pretty good idea how my day went at work on Monday. To summarize briefly, “Fly” involves Walt White’s failed attempt to catch a fly that… Read More ›
My aunt left an interesting comment on Facebook in response to my boat post. Years ago (and I mean really years ago and not just before the pandemic), when I visited you from California, we had lunch at a restaurant… Read More ›
Tara is headed out of town for eight days today. That’s a long stretch—pretty sure the most time we’ll have spent apart since we got together—but it’s for a good cause. She’s going to Nevada to pick up our boat…. Read More ›
I was out running errands yesterday, and twice—the first time in Target, the second in the grocery store—an employee wished me a “Happy Father’s Day!” Nice gestures, and I thanked them both, but I’m curious why they assumed I was… Read More ›
First off, let me state for the record that I love camping. In theory. Often though, the reality doesn’t match up to the picture you’ve painted in your head. I’d been looking forward to this weekend’s getaway ever since I… Read More ›
When we were working in the yard last weekend, I asked Tara if she’d be opposed to adding plastic pink flamingos to our landscaping. As soon as those words left my mouth, I realized how absurd they sounded. Not because… Read More ›
