Donna and I wake up around six. Our bed is situated so that the first thing we see is the sun coming up through the sliding glass patio door in our bedroom wall.
I jumped out of bed a few mornings ago, put on a bathrobe, and went out through the patio door to [...]
“You know the good cop/bad cop routine in every police procedural ever? Now imagine Jon Stewart and Bill O’Reilly as the cops.” [...]
Neglecting the blog? Guilty. I must do better.
Clearly, not much has been happening. My cold is finally gone, as well it should be in 105°F heat. I’m back to the normal swing of things: leading tours at the air museum once a week, riding the bicycle on Saturday mornings, hitting Anytime Fitness two or [...]
Donna saw me putting on my air museum shirt and pants yesterday and wished me a good morning at the zoo. Thus it begins, the slide toward senile dementia. It’s not Donna I’m worried about, it’s me: after dozing off while reviewing my museum notes I woke up to discover I was on Wikipedia, boning [...]
Hey look, I found a portrait of Grandpa Woodford, the first blogger! Gramps, I’m proud to follow in your footsteps. And with that …
It’s been amusing watching news personalities struggle with the story of Rick Perry’s hunting camp, the quaintly-named “Niggerhead.” No one … save rival candidate Herman Cain … seemed willing to say [...]