Tag Archives: Halloween

You Auto Know

Lost in all the moving hubbub was the fact that Audrey bought her first car a few weekends ago. Let’s just pretend I’m not old enough to have two kids with driver’s licenses and cars, okay? When I first started blogging, lo these many years ago, Audrey was still crawling around on all fours, aContinue reading “You Auto Know”

Yabba Dabba Dammit

I can sum up Halloween this year in one word: wet. That much, we were expecting. Forecasters were telling us we were in for a good soaking three to four days in advance. What we were not expecting was the cancellation of our Tour of Untimely Departures at Lone Fir Cemetery, an event we’d purchased ticketsContinue reading “Yabba Dabba Dammit”

All You Need is Love. And Rum.

Our office smells like a frat house on Sunday morning.  Actual email from the president of our company, sent after everybody had left last night. The funny thing is, I don’t think he was complaining about it. More like boasting, if anything. The guys that run the company are forever demonstrating what a fun andContinue reading “All You Need is Love. And Rum.”

I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues

“You wanna come in and sing some blues?” “No thanks, Taj. There’s something about those songs. They depress me.” Unlike Navin R. Johnson (Steve Martin’s character in The Jerk), I have recently discovered that I actually like the blues. This comes as a big surprise, because I am unapologetically a rock ‘n roll guy. WeContinue reading “I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues”

Thank You, George Renninger

I have a new obsession in my life, and it is almost out of control this time of year. Candy corn. It wasn’t always this way. Much like broccoli and Justin Timberlake, I couldn’t stand it when I was younger. Nowadays, I can’t get enough. For the record, I also really dig broccoli – TaraContinue reading “Thank You, George Renninger”

All Work and No Play Makes Mark a Dull Boy

Happy Halloween! I keep forgetting that today’s the big day, to be honest. It’s been nearly a month since the kids and I went to the pumpkin patch, and the gourds we picked out that day are still sitting here, uncarved. Now that they’re back at their mom’s house for the week (the kids –Continue reading “All Work and No Play Makes Mark a Dull Boy”