Month: August 2008
Getting into Shape
A little more than a year ago, I made a pretty big decision. I noticed that I would get up pretty early most mornings, but I didn’t really accomplish much. In the time I had before I had to shower…
Book Review: Bandbox
I don’t know why Bandbox caught my eye at the bookstore when I was down the beach earlier this summer. I had never heard of the author, Thomas Mallon. I now know he has a pretty reputable background, but I…
Politics Gets Saucy
Even though I will most likely vote Democrat in the presidential election this fall, I didn’t watch a second of the convention this past week. I don’t really care about all that posturing. I know where the candidates stand. I…
New Hobo in Town
I sometimes have a hard time saying goodbye. Usually, that involves a beverage or a plate of chicken wings, but today it involves one of my favorite web sites – Hobo Trashcan. The site hasn’t completely gone away, just undergone…
Time for a Party
In the aftermath of my 40th birthday recently, I noticed something about the gifts I received. Almost every one had something to do with food or beer. Part of me wondered what this said about me. Do I drink too…
Olympic Dreams
Over the past few weeks, some of my siblings have done a great deal of genealogy research. We have found out many details about relatives on both my mother and father’s sides of the family. While I really enjoy learning…
Don’t Try This at Home
I don’t endorse that kids try this, but beating Joey Chestnut is a marvelous accomplishment regardless of the arena. HT: Deadspin
No More Dealers?
On my three trips to Las Vegas, I have spent a fair amount of time in poker rooms.I have discovered I enjoy playing poker much more tan blackjack and roulette, which I played a bunch my first two trips. Part…
Don’t Lose Your Dinosaur
When I started The Brians, my yearly version of the Academy Awards, I didn’t intend for one person to dominate them so thoroughly. I don’t want them to turn into a personal tribute. Will Ferrell just had made it that…
Joining the Cell Phone Crowd
Last weekend, as we drove home after a little shopping, the skies opened up. Rain poured down in buckets. You could almost call the precipitation Biblical. That didn’t surprise me at all. I saw the storm as God’s way of…