My friend Seth Ellsworth has got his site online. Seth is a: musician student husband Those three words are all synonyms for "poor." If you like Seth's kind of music, pick up his EP for only $7 and help to put some Rice Krispies in his tummy (a demo track is available). Seth and I […]
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I'm moving to PA soon (October 10 or so) and in Erie, pets are simply not allowed in apartments or townhouses (not for an extra $300/month). My parents and/or Carey's parents were going to take Flint - my 3-year old Weimaraner - but now they are not. Screwed I am. So my options are thus: […]
Carey and I played nine holes at Green Meadows today. Green Meadows is the course I first played at when I was 15, and have toured the course in 68 before. It's tough for its length (about 6,000 yards) because the greens are smaller than many people's living rooms, each have a false front, and […]
Yesterday's events in quick summary format: Dropped Carey off at the high school at which she's student teaching. Put down security deposit on townhome. Visited uncle (the jeweler) to look at engagement rings and wedding bands. Visited grandma in Bedford, PA. Went to Hoss's. On the way home, we stopped to see some friends of […]
I'm leaving later today to fly to Erie to see Carey, find my new apartment, and that sort of thing. To anyone thinking that this will make my apartment an easy target for theft, think again! I've got a full-time house-sitter. We went to the shooting range the other day and he's accurate enough to […]
I'd really like to eat some ice cream right now, but alas: I have none. This is the true problem with hurricanes: they knock out power and then you can't get milk, ice cream, butter, and eggs for days on end. Woe is me!
For now, at least, I have an Internet connection at home. Only 2800 emails to wade through (though no doubt about 2000 are spam). I'll resume posting things here soon.
I'm back to my apartment. I have power (three of the five buildings in my apartment complex do not). I have running water (and it is safe to drink). However, I do not have an Internet connection. I am at a friend's house now posting this… My apartment complex was not badly hit - some […]
I'm heading over to Clearwater, FL. There's this big spirally thing headed this way. Wish me luck…
It seems that I can't get ahead. I've successfully weaned myself from Coke - cold turkey - but consoled myself with ginger ale and Sprite/7-Up. They lose the caffeine but still have "high fructose corn syrup." I've tried green tea and don't care for it much, but I have enjoyed these Arizona drinks. Guess what […]
<rant>I have never been late for work. I've never been late for school. The times I've forgotten or been late for an event I planned with a friend - avoidably or otherwise - can be counted on the fingers of two pairs of hands. Perhaps it's for exactly those reasons that the unreliability of others […]
Yesterday I saw a commercial that said something like "to those of you who say that athletes shouldn't be role models, may we suggest that perhaps you're looking at the wrong athletes?" The voice spoke over images of Olympic swimmers, gymnasts, and other world class athletes and competitors. While I've always believed that a child's […]
I'm a big fan in trusting in the intelligence and capabilities of our youth. My quick visit to Europe in 1996 showed me that young people could be trusted to handle things in a responsible, mature fashion. Their drinking age is twelve or so, and yet they have very few problems with alcohol. They talk […]
Oh how I suck at golf these days. It will not take me long to get back into it, but needless to say I'd have shot about a 90 today if I played the full 18 holes. I had a lovely shank, I popped up a drive, and most of the rest of my shots […]
Carey and I saw The Notebook yesterday. I had a tear or two at the end (which I'll try not to spoil) and we held each other through the entire film. It was a good movie and one I really enjoyed seeing with Carey. I used to watch sappy, romantic, heartstring-tugging movies like The Notebook […]