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The great sled ride goes adrift: Why I’m not a millionaire

Like most of my great ideas, this one didn’t come off quite the way I envisioned. The blizzard of 1977 dumped several feet of heavy, wet snow on our farm. Drifts piled up as high as 5 or more feet. We wouldn’t be walking to school uphill both ways — or anywhere else — anytime ...

It is what it is — reader begs to cancel overused words

I’m so over it. Let’s circle back and deep dive into overused words and phrases. At the end of the day, don’t you think we should be woke enough to cancel them? Asking for a friend. Wait, what? Every year, groups and institutions such as Lake Superior State University issue their ...

Junk pile is like Lego blocks for do-it-yourselfers

“What’s all this junk?” my visitor asked. I shrugged. “What junk?” “This ... ” — he pointed at a lawn mower without wheels — “... that ...” — a hunk of PVC pipe jagged at one end — “... those...” — a couple chairs each missing legs and seats — “... and, ...

January: Out with the old, in with the sequel

Welcome to January, the month of empty pockets, icy roads, and freshly made / freshly broken promises. January, as one meme described it, is the worst month. “You’re fat and broke from the holidays, paler than ever, and you can’t feel your own face when you walk outside.” It’s the ...

Beauty is in the eye of the camel and spider holder

In Saudi Arabia this month, more than 40 beauty contestant were sent packing from the annual King Abdulaziz Camel Festival for sporting Botox injections, face-lifts and other cheater-cheater-pumpkin-eater artificial enhancements. Yep, camels. According to an Associated Press report, “Authorities discovered dozens of breeders had stretched out the lips and noses of camels, used hormones to boost the beasts’ muscles, injected camels’ heads and lips with Botox to make them bigger, inflated body parts with rubber bands and used fillers to relax their faces.” I’d never considered ...

I don’t want to build character

For every distasteful task and unpleasant chore, Dad assured us that “it builds character.” “The whole pig pen? You want us to shovel and scrape all the muck and gunk down the cement? Why? They’re just going to mess it up again.” “Mucking hogs builds character,” Dad said. I ...