Ready, set, build! I don't know that every Lego set I have to build has to be of the 1,500- to 2,500-piece level, but... OK. Yeah, it helps. Here's a final montage for your brick-clicking pleasure: of the Lego Porsche 911 set I chose as a reward for completing a marathon last year. I opted... Continue Reading →
Midlife Fantasy Included Probably the first toy I collected was Hot Wheels. By the time I was 5 or 6, I had a few dozen of the mini diecast cars, and I'd send them zipping around the red linoleum of our kitchen floor, or winding up the ramps or down the elevator of our prized... Continue Reading →
Awful iPhone photo aside, the way skies lit up on campouts away from the city inspired me to finally invest in a telescope to check them out myself. But I had to suffer through a couple early shortcuts first. Learning from my Early Astronomical Missteps Folks in my family tend to be obsessive. At least,... Continue Reading →
Dadtritus Alert: Twin Zippo Lighters Can you get too much of a good thing? As we tackle the notion of "dadtritus" -- those very dad-type objects that seem to accumulate in cabinets and drawers and corners -- the answers seems to be a resounding, "well, duh." Whether it's an avalanche of rapidly-graying T-shirts, or closet... Continue Reading →
My (Early) 2019 Watch Wishlist You can usually tell when the waves of life have capsized me by the lapses in my blogging. When the tides are calm and things are in a healthy balance, I find time to float a few thoughts this way. When the storm surge hits hard and fast -- and... Continue Reading →
Online Watch Scams: Don't Get Your Crown Screwed Cue up "Kerry Pomo" and sing along to our spammy carol:    I'm beginning to see a lot of watch scams    on my Facebook feed    flimsy cases and empty dials    clueless people are posting smiles    and the only... Continue Reading →
Do it Right: Hanging Up Dress Shirts Men, if you're like me, you have a hard enough time even getting your clothes put away to maybe contemplate the finer points of just how you should be hanging up, say, your seemingly gazilion button-down work shirts. It's not that I can't appreciate I'll look appreciably better in... Continue Reading →
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 →
Me & My Rusty Grilling Tools A good craftsman never blames his tools... he blames himself for abandoning his tools to the harsh winter instead of walking a mere foot outside the sanctuary of his sliding patio door to retrieve them. Then continuing to hibernate inside for the better part of five months as said... Continue Reading →
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