A little bird tells me some folks might be coming this way via Grantland tomorrow. Don’t mind the cobwebs hereabouts, things have been a little slow since (I assume) aliens arrived in the night and used mind control and likely some sort of anal probe to steal all of my free time, come to think […]
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Am trying to make myself spend some more time on things that aren’t work; you know, things that I enjoy and things that make life worth living. One of those things is writing on this blog. I do like it, it makes me feel good. Another one of those things is playing music. I […] Yes, so it’s been a while. [Insert excuses here]. At the moment, I am sitting on the porch in the late Sunday afternoon sun. It is a gorgeous day in May, and there’s a soft wind blowing, just enough to rustle the trees. I can hear the birds chirping and…way off on the distance, Spouse […] Republished from March 11th, 2011 because this piece was linked to once by the estimable Puck Daddy and the content is kind of timely; also because this place needs to look like it has new content and I haven’t blogged at all for a very long time because of the perpetual plague that has descended […] One year ago today, it all changed…and it’s all for the better. Thanks for coming into our lives, little fellow!
Team Picture of Lokomotiv Yaroslavl taken Days Before Plane Crash
My deepest condolences to the families, friends and loved ones of all those who perished in the charter plane crash in Russia earlier today. There are no words to express the sadness this tragic event has brought upon the hockey world; no […] If my boy Lothar is still out there reading: The Cacophony Society Slogan: “You may already be a member.” I believe this organization to be the only one superior to the Sydney Carton Society (still waiting for that Second Annual Meeting, by the way). Storm Damage August 25, 2011, a set on Flickr. Those trees along the north wall of that turkey barn? They used to have tops. We had quite a storm last night around 9:30. Very strong winds for a short period of time, and protracted lightning/thunder. This morning, we discovered that we had several large […] The boy on the right may have a dangerous idiot for a father. Had you seen me, ’round about six o’clock in the evening on Sunday, heading in the general direction of the People’s Lawn Tractor with a gas can, some matches and a distinct air of purpose about me – well, no one […] |
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