- Seattle, Washington,
- August 28
- I'm a middle-aged dad, clinging to my daughters' waning youth and my sanity.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Now I Can't Stop Thinking
April 17, 2014 02:42PM
- Baseball's Sartorial
April 10, 2014 01:51PM
- My Friend the New York Jet.
March 31, 2014 12:46PM
- This Field Trip Actually Had a
March 26, 2014 01:49PM
- Let's Dance.
March 18, 2014 04:45PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Lyle, yes, since I'll be
skipping work on Friday, we'll
it's a fever for
March 19, 2014 11:37AM
- “Interesting. Where does
the name "Elohim" come
March 17, 2014 12:09PM
- “Thanks for keeping up
the good work. I kind of like
Open Salon is now,
March 14, 2014 10:26PM
- “Good point, Kosher. My
February 26, 2014 07:31PM
- “Jackie, there may be a
few items I left off the
February 26, 2014 07:18PM
Reflections of a shallow pond's Links
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I think I must be missing something.
Maybe it's my advancing age. Maybe I'm one of those outlying planets, like Uranus or Pluto, which orbits so far from the sun that it takes fifteen years to find out what happened last Thursday.
I suppose I'm a little sensitive because I work in… Read full post »
Most of my stories are attempts at pointing out the
silliness, the absurdity, of the human condition; my usual
goal is to amuse and hopefully make you chuckle a bit.
This is not one of those posts.
We've all witnessed events in which we are required to make moral decisions.&nb… Read full post »
The term "fan" is an abbreviation, one which derives from the
polysyllabic word, "fanatic."
How accurate, indeed. Fans truly are fanatics. As such, I really don't consider those who share passing fancies for particular artists or teams fans. They're fanciers.
And to insert the crazy peg into a higher… Read full post »
Unemployment is teetering on ten percent, income disparity has expanded to levels unseen since the nineteenth century's Gilded Age and the American economy is dipping her toes into a second, frigid recessional pool.
Oh, and one other thing: Vegas is suffering&md/… Read full post »
November 1—it's a cold morning for most of us.
And downright frosty for others.
It's a day of transition, a day burdened by the half-filled waterbed mattress of reality which some are compelled to bend over and hoist.
For a man named Herman Cain, an ill-advised, new campaign slogan… Read full post »
Today, I'd like to ask your advice on something, because I'm
feeling...a little inadequate.
I often utilize this forum to rail against America's political system and it's participants, usually as seen through my fogged up, lefty colored lenses.
Which is why I'm experiencing some pointy/… Read full post »
You've probably already decided, now that the big event is
single-digit days away, what you're going to be for Halloween. Oh,
really? You haven't?
Well, certainly, if you've got kids, they probably nailed down back in August what or whom would possess their souls on the final day… Read full post »
"Hi, guys I'm home."
It was just after 1:00 AM. We always ask our teenager to duck her head into our bedroom door when she comes home, and it never ceases to put my mind at ease and facilitate a far more restful parental slumber.
"Can I go watch s/
Wow, finally. After forty-two years as supreme ruler of the nation of Libya, after scores of shady undertakings and downright murder, Colonel Moammar Gadhafi has succumbed to the same violence he nonchalantly doled out since clamping down on the dictatorial reins in 1969.
My Dear Daughters,
You're each growing up so very fast. I'd like to discuss a subject with you before my opportunity to address it has evaporated.
What I'm talking about isn't new; in fact, this conversation has undoubtedly been waged over thousands of years among millions of/… Read full post »
Prepare yourself. Here comes Captain Analogy again, swooping down to spin yet another unsolicited parable.
When you played soccer as a kid, do you remember a conditioning drill where everyone jogged around the field in a straight line? The player in the back of the line sprinted to the front,… Read full post »
I'm home sick today.
No, not homesick, like when your parents make you stay with Grandma and Grandpa while they go to Vegas for a week, and Grandma thinks, for whatever reason, that you love tomato juice and salted green pepper chunks with every meal, and you pray silently and… Read full post »
Arch West died last week. He was ninety-seven.
If we were to play twenty questions, there's a decent chance you'd go oh for twenty in exhuming the treasure for which Mr. West is responsible.
A little back story: West and his family, on a trip to Mexico during the Sixties,/… Read full post »
Shortly after firing manager Ozzie Guillen with only two games remaining in the 2011 season, the Chicago White Sox appointed bench coach Joey Cora to act as manager for the team's… Read full post »
What do you think?
Are those not two of the most pissed off cartoon birds you've ever seen? Chicken and stars, they look mad.
As irritated as he looks, a salty cardinal doesn't exactly get my knees a knockin' the way a bear or lion might. And what's… Read full post »
It's happening all around us.
An entrenched attribute of our popular culture, it's enveloping our world with greater frequency every day.
The New York football Giants are the most recent purveyors of this behavior. Last Monday night, in an attempt to sidetrack the St. Louis Rams' no-huddle/… Read full post »
"Mom, can we go on the rides now?"
"Umm...in a little while. We're going to the craft pavilion first. Your dad wants to see the model airplanes and bottle cap collections and I want to look at the quilts."
"Then can we go on the rides?"
"Well, then we're going to… Read full post »
I've learned that, when spotting a crowd congregating on the shallow horizon, people have gathered/… Read full post »
Before I begin today's tale of personal awakening, a few
If you currently feel sated with my personal medical data, and I wouldn't blame you, go ahead and click back to the Walmart shoppers site.
You might consider putting down your pepperoni and Velveeta Hot Pocket, or anything… Read full post »
Can you believe it's been ten years?
The sun has risen and set on three thousand six hundred and fifty days, yet my memory is as clear as the sparkling azure sky on that morning I dropped off my six-year-old for her fifth day of first grade. She slammed the… Read full post »
Sometimes, there's nothing you can do, nothing you can say...in
fact, it's better if you don't even try.
Every once in a while, you're flat out, red-faced, hand-in-the-cookie-jar busted.
Such was the case Monday, when television meteorologist, Brett Cummins awoke in an empty hot tub, gingerly spooni… Read full post »
I had the fortunate opportunity to purge some back-to-school demons this morning in the form of a radio commentary. I hope you can relate.
I realize that's no breaking news flash, and most of it I can grudgingly accept, if I cling to a philosophical approach using geographical analogies.
Hair which once sprouted from the top of my head has apparently retired and relocated to warmer, more southerly/… Read full post »
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