Monthly Archives: April 2013
As a copy editor, there is no greater happiness than getting the chance to say “FRACKING FREEZE” in a headline. Not for the political or ecological implications, but for the sheer joy of combining a word that seems vaguely obscene … Continue reading
I took Ernie Pook on his first outdoor run today. We had fun. The ribs seem to be well enough to trot. Maybe it was the rock plate in the 110s that was attracting trouble. But Ernie Pook kept me … Continue reading
I have a jury summons. I have hot sauce. Funny how life always seems to balance out.
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say “Man, what are you doin’ here?” — the Prophet William Joel — He’s got that look. The clean-cut, perfect haircut, bright-eyed, intelligent air about him that … Continue reading
This is the story of my first run with Ernie Pook. Named, or course, in honor of the Prophet Lynda J. Barry. But that’s not where the story begins. The story begins in bed last night (nsfw). I was just … Continue reading
All you need to know about today’s outing: Cindy Brady once appeared on “Gunsmoke.” That was the theme for today’s stroll. If it made sense, I wouldn’t be out walking in the mud on a cloudy day. Wondering if vermilion … Continue reading