Carole and I tied the knot on a sultry North Carolina afternoon just shy of 22 years ago — September 13, 1997. That date was picked because: it was the night of a full moon and we thought that was romantic in some strange way it was a week before my 30th birthday and I was semi-determined to… Read More »
So, Carole and I spent the weekend in a 12-passenger van driving around Boston and environs; Carole was navigator and I was driver. We served as “Sweep Van B” for the 2019 New England Susan G Komen 3-Day. We had walked in the Twin Cities 3-Day a few weeks ago, and this was kind of our chance to… Read More »
Today I got a call from “Google” letting me know that my Google Business account might not be Verified. Gasp! Carole had mentioned having gotten quite a few answering machine messages from someone at Google about our “Google Business” account. I had no idea what Google wanted, but supposed it might be an annual re-verification that our phone… Read More »
Carole and I are signed up to be “sweep” crew for the 2019 New England Susan G Komen 3-Day (September 6-7-8). You probably know what that means — we’ll be driving a van along the route each day, picking up walkers who are too tired/blistered/sore/etcetera to continue on. Sometimes people just need a lift for a little while,… Read More »
My diet and weight loss efforts are paying off. I started off at 255 lbs and I am now somewhere below 209 lbs. My goal is to get back down to 180 pounds, which is where I was last time I went on a big diet and got myself back in good shape … almost 10 years ago.… Read More »
So now it can be told: Carole did a splendid job on the Star-Spangled Banner at the July 22 Vermont Lake Monsters game, and I suck at throwing out first pitches. As I said, throwing out the first pitch at a minor league baseball game ain’t no thing. No one gives a damn how spectacularly well, or spectacularly awful,… Read More »
Tonight will be a special night in the Furr household. Carole will be singing the national anthem at tonight’s Vermont Lake Monsters minor league baseball game, which is cool, and … I’ll be throwing out the first pitch, which isn’t actually all that cool. Or exciting. Or noteworthy. The Lake Monsters play in the short-season A (low-level, the… Read More »
Carole and I spent Memorial Day weekend down in Durham, NC, where we lived in the mid-1990s. (I lived there from the fall of 1993 to the spring of 1998; Carole was there from early 1996 to the spring of 1998.) Though we’d been back for a few weddings in the late 1990s, we hadn’t been back just… Read More »
We missed the official anniversary of the Stonewall Riots by five days, but better late than never. I’d like to keep this short and simple and just say two things: As far as I’m concerned, you can love whoever the hell you want. Anyone who says the battle for LGBTQ rights is all over and “won”, hasn’t been… Read More »
When I was 14 my father paid a doctor $250 to sedate me heavily and then had me shipped via air freight to a museum in Duluth, MN. The awkward part was, of course, that the shipping company disregarded the “THIS END UP” on the box and transported me with my head down and my feet up. When… Read More »