Do it Right: Bratwurst on the Grill Good recipes, like a marriage, take a lot of work. A bit of trial, a bit more of error, until you know enough to savor the sweet successes. My wife bought me my first full-sized Weber charcoal grill in the first year after we got hitched. Call it... Continue Reading →
The Needle and The Damage Done | Take Me Back Tuesday
Throwback to 2008: Steroid Report Brings Down Baseball Heroes Tonight is Major League Baseball's annual All-Star game. I haven't watched it in many years, and I won't be watching tonight. Baseball used to be a daily obsession for me, starting in my grade school years. From memorizing the names and stats of players, courtesy of... Continue Reading →
Dumb Things I Do Driving: Passive Aggressive Much?
My Driving Sins: Three Irksome Habits If there's anything that tweaks the inner beast in me, it's the questionable and downright dumb behavior of my fellow drivers. Though I've gotta say -- seriously -- I think I've tempered my reactions the older I've gotten. Like a fine wine, I believe I've mellowed. I don't keep... Continue Reading →
Avoiding ‘Dinosaur Arms’ – The Right Way
Do it Right: Kids' Proper Cup Placement Sometimes it's hard for me to imagine that I'm actually a grownup. I mean, I can look at my feet and they don't seem like big, dumb, toy-stompers. The watch on my wrist doesn't appear to my eyes to be the 45-mm, monster dive watch that it looks... Continue Reading →
Had I ‘But World Enough, And Time…’
Watch Obsession, Part 2: Get Onto My Wrist Yes, I worked a reference to a 1681 poem by Andrew Marvell into my title. So you can bet this post is going to get full-on aspirational before you can whisper, reverently, "Rolex." So let's dial it back a few notches and talk about the first watch... Continue Reading →
Enjoy the Fourth – Responsibly!
Party Like There's a Tomorrow on July 4 We had a saying in my hometown: "Stay out of the police log." My wife's family also has a saying, right before waving you goodbye on a long trip: "Drive carefulment." I've added a certain levity to that last saying by pronouncing it, "au franzay": drive carefoomaw. But... Continue Reading →
Avalanche of Dad Hats – Is it Just Me?
Dadtritus Alert: Two Dozen Ballcaps Cue the Jeff Foxworthy voice: If you've got more than zero ballcaps imprinted with the name of a resort or vacation destination, and you consider these nice enough to go out to a restaurant in... yoooooouuuuu might be suffering from dadtritus. If you've got your ballcaps separated into sweat-stained-lawnmowing caps... Continue Reading →