Coconut, if you’re reading this, this answer is no. Tomorrow, Monday, Nov. 1 is Cook for Your Pets Day, according to the calendar of weird and wacky holidays that no one asked for. I might microwave her canned cat food a few seconds while zapping my can of pork and beans. Just because ...
EDITOR’S NOTE: Ol’ King Cole packed his Pop-Tarts and sneaked out. While we follow the trail of cookie crumbs to bring him back, we present this Cole Classic, originally published Jan. 15, 2006. I am just about downright debonair. Chances are, so are you, you gorgeous big thing. A newly ...
“When are you going to rip the old carpet out of this room?” my wife demanded. “We brought the new flooring home more than a year ago.” I glanced around the little space I call my home office. Sure, the carpet had a few snags and stains. And a gouged hole or two. But it still did what ...
A kid can learn a lot about life from reading comic books. To this day, I avoid gamma rays and radioactive spiders. I know full well that the first would transform me into an angry, green guy, and ruin all my shirts. I would literally climb walls if bitten by the latter. These are good ...
The great philosopher Terri Guillemets once said, “The swing on your porch is a better liver of life than the chair in front of your desk.” I’ve started my seventh decade and I get that. I craved the dizzying whir of the merry-go-round in my younger days. The faster the better. The ...
“Ma, we’re leaving for Sunday school,” cousin Ollie yelled as the two of us 9-year-old boys bolted out the back door of the farmhouse. “I have a bad feeling about this grand plan of yours,” I puffed as we ran to the barn where we left the bicycles. “I ride to church all the time. ...
