Christmas Eve Eve Photo Blogging

We had a crowd last night for a pre-Christmas Eve fish fry.  Here are a couple of photos: I know that shot’s poorly composed, but I wanted to show you our new flat screen TV . . . yes, one of these days I’ll get around to hiding the wires. Our cajun cook, Don (wearing the LSU shirt) […]

We Love Us Some In-N-Out

Tucsonans can only dream of upscale chain restaurants.  We don’t play in the same league as Phoenix and Las Vegas.  No Bucca de Beppos for us.  No Cheesecake Factory, no Carrabba’s, no Emeril’s New Orleans Fish House, no Maggiano’s Little Italy . . . we don’t even have a Ruth’s Chris Steak House. But by gum we got […]

One-Click Danger Zone

Savvy on-line shoppers probably know all about Amazon’s one-click ordering.  If you fall into the slightly-less-than-savvy category, like me, let me warn you: one-click ordering means exactly what it says. I was about to go to the store to buy a Christmas present for my son and his family.  Donna suggested I buy on-line instead: no crowds, […]

I Can See Clearly Now

I spent the morning in Ed’s garage, installing a new windscreen on my Honda Goldwing. From the day I bought the Goldwing there’s been a problem with the windscreen adjustment mechanism, which is supposed to hold it in the raised position.  It never worked right: even on a short ride, the windscreen would slide down to […]

Random Kvetching

I feel like kvetching.  How about you? Is National Public Radio going corporate?  Ever since NPR started airing commercials (although they call them “sponsor notices”), their talk shows have become noticably Fair & Balanced™.  I’m thinking specifically about the Diane Rehm Show, where, whenever she discusses politics or national policy, her guest list now invariably includes […]

Not to Get All Lowbrow on You or Anything

. . . but have you seen this commercial yet? Jesus.  I remember how shocked Donna and I were when we saw our first Ultra Brite commercial . . . remember the toothpaste that gave your mouth “sex appeal”?  That was in the late 60s or early 70s, back when you couldn’t say the word […]