The wife’s favorite carbonated beverage is Diet Mt. Dew. I don’t like the shtuff myself, can’t stand the taste of it, but hey, to each… Read More »The Case of the Missing Diet Mt. Dew

So, my wife’s first husband died seven years ago. Last year, their banking institution, from here on out referred to as The Bank, sent a… Read More »The Bank of Ferengi

Tonight is little more than a placeholder to keep the streak going, my Hordeling. Been busy packing and getting things out of the house today.… Read More »Too much going on

“Why won’t this let me type anything?” the wife stated from across the room. We were sitting in the study where we have our computers.… Read More »The Mystery of the Non-functional Wireless Keyboard

Well, tomorrow, but since I don’t post on Sundays, I’ll wish all the moms out there a Happy Mother’s Day one day early. My step-daughters,… Read More »Happy Mother’s Day!

I answered my phone this afternoon. Nothing unusual in that, but at the time I was busy trying to do a lot of other things… Read More »I know who I am. And it’s none of your business.

In my earlier days I liked languages. Not sensible, understandable, practical languages like French, Spanish, or German. No, I liked (and still do) made up… Read More »A trip down language memory lane

I am the first to admit I don’t like the horror genre. I don’t get how people find entertainment value in watching other people being… Read More »A horror story in the making

The wife likes to chew on ice. Like, non-stop. Her favorite ice delivery system is a large cup of ice tea. Once she’s done drinking… Read More »The Quest for Ice

I walk the beasties in the morning. In Magdalena’s case, it is closer to accurate to say she walks me. She’s a Siberian Husky, and… Read More »Magdalena makes friends