Tag: silliness

Heroes of the Shutdown (1995 Edition)

With the 2018 Federal government shutdown careering along, I thought I’d share a treasured old, but true, story. Carole and I were on our first date on Saturday, December 16, 1995 in downtown Washington, DC — during the 1995 Clinton/Dole/Gingrich shutdown of fond memory….

Playing Footsie?

So there I was, dozing on a late flight from Chicago to Vermont, my arm dangling down next to my seat. Next thing you know, I’ve sleepily grabbed the shoe of the guy behind me and am trying (in my not-quite-half-awake stupor) to figure…

Mister Sour Mash

Remind me sometime to tell you the story of how I walked into a bar in Virginia to ask directions and two hours later stumbled out, having somehow won the title of “Mister Sour Mash”. I hadn’t even known that there was a “Sour Mash…

Violate All Principles of Decency and Sanity This Halloween

For those of you with depraved senses of humor, here’s your Halloween 2017 costume.1If you really want one, search for “Inflatable Mr Superawesomeness Adult Patrick Costume”. And may God have mercy on your soul. Just imagine wearing this, lumbering down the streets of your…

Strangers at a bar

… “So there I was, working construction, doing site cleanup work where a new office tower was going up, okay? “And I came across this little bottle buried in the mud. Nothing special to look at. Little brown bottle with a cork in. Pretty…

Fiftieth Birthday/Twentieth Wedding Anniversary

2017 marks two landmark dates in my life: my 50th birthday on September 20, and Carole and my 20th wedding anniversary a week earlier on September 13. (I was determined to get married before I turned 30. I managed it with a week to…

Call The Governor of Tennessee…

Carole and I took an extended trip to Canada’s Maritime provinces (well, all except Newfoundland) in 2003. For the most part, we had a good time, although the mosquitoes in coastal New Brunswick were something we could have easily done without. The high point…

Embrace Your Inner Scumbag

I’m selling “Worst Person In The World” t-shirts as a fundraiser for next year’s Seattle Susan G Komen 3-Day walk. (I’ve got to raise $2,300 to take part in the event, a sixty-mile, three-day walk to raise funds for the fight against breast cancer.)…

DNE: The Saga Continues

This is my first time back at this customer since early May. I’m pleased to report that the seemingly random string of hexadecimal code I left on a conference room marker board back on April 12 is still there today. The breaks in the blue…

The Unbearable Lightness of Ice Cream Cakes

Carole really likes ice cream cakes. I mean she really, really likes ice cream cakes. Even though I can take them or leave them, she used to try to twist my arm into consenting to have an ice cream cake for my birthday every…

The joie de vivre of raw chicken

In France, if you go into a shop and don’t greet the storekeeper or clerk, they’ll think you’re being deliberately rude. Carole and I learned the truth of this when we were in Paris a few years ago; we never had any problems because…

Regarding Kats

I was on a business trip on the night of November 27, 2001. But I was bored. I contacted my wife on whatever instant messenger program we were using at the time and this is what resulted: JayIDX1: ptang Auto response from VTFurrs: Sorry, we’re idle.  VTFurrs: whoooo…

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