So I was carting the kiddos to school when the topic of heated car seats came up (our current grocery-hauler has none). While reminiscing about the luxury of having”bun warmers” the following conversation ensued: Me: “I miss heated seats. They were my favorite on cold mornings. The next car we get will most definitely have… Continue reading Heated Seats and Other Mysteries.
Wait until she asks!
I have this problem that I didn’t realize was a problem until recently. Does that make sense? I’ll elaborate. My wife and I have this routine where she gets upset about something that usually makes zero sense to me. So if she is upset, I want to help solve whatever issue has caused whatever problem.… Continue reading Wait until she asks!
Baby Safety 101
I want to talk about safety. Specifically, child safety. I know about this topic, not because I am an expert safety analyst. I know about this because according to statistics, I should not have survived my childhood. Hell, none of us should have. Allow me to elaborate. My mother has told me numerous times about… Continue reading Baby Safety 101
I have all these memories from my child hood that involve a whole lot of mumbling to myself. Usually, things like “What the fuck” or “What in the actual fuck?!?” One of the most common “WTF” moments would come right at the very end of every single fucking summer break. Remember when you would load into… Continue reading WTF
I have not always basked in the glory of being a do-it-yourselfer, nor have I always equated myself with hot shot DIY Kings such as Bob Vila or Tim “The Tool Man” Taylor. Let me take you back to a time when everyone knew my name, everyone at the local ER that is. Believe it… Continue reading Ol’ Sparky
“Write drunk, edit sober.” I’m too drunk right now to recall who actually said that, but I like that shit! (Sober me would like to note that Ernest Hemingway gets credit for that quote.) I cannot think of another profession where I could get plastered, then go back and clean my mess up before it got out.… Continue reading Goals
Texas Chupacabra Rescue Foundation
For too long, these precocious, rat-dog-looking cuties with faces that frankly, not even their own mothers’ could love, have wandered aimlessly around south Texas. Where did they come from? How and why did they choose Texas as their home? Are they illegal aliens that will need to be deported? Do they have or need jobs?… Continue reading Texas Chupacabra Rescue Foundation
Idiosyncratic Point of View
So I have this teeny-tiny idiosyncrasy. I drive with my side view mirrors adjusted to show as much of the world around me as possible (See the two bottom pics). I don’t understand why people want to be able to look at the side of their car while they are driving (see the two… Continue reading Idiosyncratic Point of View
Thought I would share…
So it was recently brought to my attention, and not too kindly, that I am not the only survivor of a shitty childhood. I was also admonished for my lack of respect toward the woman who allegedly reared me. First of all people, this is my outlet, get your own damn blog. Second, whatever lack of… Continue reading Thought I would share…