August 18, 2011 – 12:16 pm
My wife Megan has a gift for “nesting,†and she was the one who introduced me to this term, which I take to mean a knack for making a place inviting and comfortable. At the end of July, we moved into a new house, and within a few days, she had found a place in […]
For Fourth of July weekend, Megan and I drove up to Lake Erie in Ohio. We stopped for gas in one of those cute, if forgettable, towns with a row of storefronts on each side of the main drag and one traffic light. We laughed at a restaurant called Pizza Explosion. How could that name […]
Put the word “Meeting†in the Subject line. Or, even better, why don’t you clarify? Instead of “Meeting,†try a more precise word or phrase: “boring,â€Â “waste of time,†or “mind-numbing recitation of stale information.†Also, if I see “Fwd:†in the Subject line, I delete the email immediately—without opening it. A child in North […]
January 28, 2011 – 2:10 pm
Why is it that every barbecue has a smiling, winking, or otherwise jovial pig pushing pork? What’s with these masochistic mascots?
December 23, 2010 – 3:11 pm
Do your family and friends a big favor, and try not to confuse sending this holiday email forward with spreading Christmas cheer
August 31, 2010 – 11:37 am
One of the few pursuits that I love as much as flyfishing for trout on remote rivers and lakes is traveling. I have visited twenty countries, and I tell you that to establish my credibility. Yet, most people think they are expert travelers. We Americans are experts in everything, and thanks to this mentality, I have the privilege of standing in line and watching people pat their pockets and fumble around in their carryons for their boarding passes and Ids.
August 17, 2010 – 10:38 am
When I slide the bolt in the gas station bathroom door, drop my shorts, lower my backside to the porcelain, and let out a sigh of relief only to feel the residual heat of prior fecal activity, I do not feel kinship with my fellow man. I can’t help but imagine a huge butt completely enveloping the toilet, rolling off either side like a great mass of hairy, veiny biscuit dough.
You mean to tell me that you cannot find a single attractive woman in a city of roughly 180,000 people, 46,000 of which are women between the ages of 20 and 34, not counting the population growth since the last census in 2000?
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January 8, 2010 – 5:35 pm
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