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Another year older and yes, deeper in debt. Fortunately, there’s no company store to sell my soul to. Not only is it my birthday today, but I’ve seen three new signs of spring: 1) The wasps and yellowjackets are swarming everywhere, 2) the dandelions are now in full bloom and 3) the ants are trying […]

As threatened promised, here are pictures. Jennie really needs to work on cleaning this place occasionally. And I need to quit playing with my Sawzall. By the end of the day, we were all ready for martinis. Fortunately, the boy-child holds his liquor well . . . *** Note to paranoid and annoying uptight people: […]

Ugh. Halfway through the week and all I have to show for it is a 9 square foot hole in my bathroom wall and a big mess. My wife’s starting to get a bit stressed knowing that come Monday I’ll most likely be called out of town for a month or two and she would […]

Once again, I have several entries written down somewhere on yellow notepads, but no idea where I tossed the pads. Grrr . . . okay, time to move on. Yes, I am finally home, and willing to show the awesome power of the “Army of Bun.” Supreme commander: The troops: I’m so pretty . . […]

I celebrated Easter on Long Island today, a continent away from my children. No hiding of eggs or sharing of chocolate. No hugs, no peeps, no hurt feelings because the girl-child found all the eggs, or the boy-child stomped her eggs. On the plus side, I did get to spend Easter with my mother, grandmother […]

My last excursion was up to China Town, which led me to the following discovery: I am not ready for authentic Chinese cuisine. Fried duck tongues? Pass. Snails and pork intestine in porridge? Pass. Snails and crispy fins? Yes, still pass. Speaking with the only person I know who has admitted to eating pork intestine, […]

Well that was just horrible. I’ve just finished hot-tubbing and scrubbing every inch of my body in the shower, thanks to a moment of life imitating art. Assuming you can consider the Baby Ruth scene from Caddyshack to be art, that is. Jennie and I were enjoying a nice bit of private time in the […]

Is it a bad sign that the dream I’ve woken to the past few mornings has been of divorce? Sure, I’ve woken up sad, but also a little relieved. For this Thanksgiving weekend, I want to give thanks that I won’t have any more four-day weekends for a while. Let’s just hope that Christmas involves […]