Day two of “business professional” and I adeptly scaled it back down to fit in, although I still looked sharp. “Sharp as a dart,” my grandmother would say. Mom says I’m a lot like her when I become impatient and…
Craphole
Here are drafts of posts I wrote about the Connecticut shooting, but will never see the light of day because I don’t need my knee-jerk anger preserved by Google forever: The titles say it all. But let’s just leave it…
Audience Advisory
Most of the time my posts are happy and upbeat. Because most of the time I am happy and upbeat. Because I am human, sometimes I’m blue. Today is one of those days, ergo this is one of ‘those’ posts….
Perspective
Is this thing on? After a week of introspection and sadness, our Halloween party happened. If I had my druthers, I would have cancelled it, but the invitations went out a while back and the guests were looking forward to…
John Alexander Dowd, Sr.
My grandfather was the first man I knew who always wore a tie. Of course, he didn’t always wear a tie, but most of the times I saw him…tie. He had a very hearty laugh. And he fought the leukemia…
RIP, Tugger
Mostly written last night…don’t think I slack off at work! I was 8 years old when Tug McGraw threw the winning pitch that brough the Phillies their first — and only — World Series championship. (yes…that was way back in…
November 19, 2003
Dave Matthews Band, I’m such a fool for you. Yesterday I purchased the 3-CD “Central Park Concert” set from Sam Goody. (Only $13.99, which blew me away. I was expecting at least $20.00. Could this be the RIAA trying to…
