This Selfie Stick Makes My Life AWESOME!
For a week I sat in a lawn chair next to our mailbox, waiting for the sound of the U.S. Postal truck. Or UPS. I didn’t care who delivered it. But the wait was unbearable. “Not today,” our mail carrier…
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Donald Trump to Host Presidential Apprentice
Celebrity Apprentice fans, don’t despair. Yes, your favorite show might be on hiatus now that NBC has severed its relationship with Donald Trump. But, should the apocalypse occur and The Donald becomes our nation’s 45th chief executive, expect to…
GoPro Proves Jaws Is One Giant Fish Story
I think I’ve been duped by the Discovery Channel. Maybe Steven Spielberg too. I was one of the millions that helped give the cable network’s recently completed Shark Week ferocious ratings. I spent the week wondering if my lifelong dream to…
This Almost Deadhead Demands One More Show
Phil Lesh and Bob Weir, stop unpacking. Mickey Hart and Bill Kreutzmann, put your instruments back on the truck. Cease counting the millions you made from your supposedly final Grateful Dead shows in Chicago this past weekend. You have one…
My Personal “Brian Williams Apology Tour”
When it comes to trust, I sympathize with Brian Williams. The former NBC anchor has been on a whirlwind tour of late, apologizing to every living organism except his houseplants and vowing to never again insist he was present…
Cycle Naked – Your Brain Will Thank You
I took up cycling several years ago after reading multiple scientific studies concluding that the simple act of repetitive clockwise leg movement while hunched over and struggling to breathe (my definition of cycling) improves memory and concentration while reducing stress…
There’s a Party in those Storm Clouds!
Attention professional weather prognosticators, TV meteorologists, National Hurricane Center forecasters and anyone whose number one conversation topic involves current and future atmospheric conditions. Yes, that includes this nation’s grandpas. Put away your topographic maps and disconnect your flashy “storm tracker”…
Nana’s Graffiti is Gonna Spruce Up the ‘Hood
Dad’s been gone over a year now. It was time to sit down with Mom and have that uncomfortable but necessary conversation about moving on. I started with simple suggestions. “How about returning to golf, Mom?” I said. “My knees…
Feeling “Grumpy” About Disney Magic
“Touch Mickey to Mickey,” the Disney employee instructed me, a tinge of frustration creeping into her mandatorily sunny Disney disposition. “I’m trying,” I replied, tempted to add a profanity or two before remembering that, this being Disney World, there were…
How to Run for President in 2052
Listen up, American newborns. Okay, I realize your middle ears are still teeming with fluid and you’re only capable of responding to high-pitched voices. But in just 35 short years, you’ll be eligible to run for our nation’s highest office,…
Where Were You When Tater Tots Turned 60?
I normally have an excellent memory when it comes to birthdays, graduations and other special events that must be recognized via a card, a gift or, at the very least, a congratulatory Facebook post. But I owe a sincere apology…
Let’s Have a Big Cheer for Sports Without Crowds
A professional baseball game was recently played in an empty stadium, as the home team was concerned about player and spectator safety due to civil unrest taking place just beyond the foul poles. Following the game, reaction from the participants…
Native Americans, Why Not Make an Adam Sandler Movie?
Coming soon to a theater near you: The Misadventures of Adam-Boy! No, that movie doesn’t exist yet. But the Native American cinematic community might want to consider such a film, as it may be the best way to exact payback…
Robot, I Specifically Said no Gluten!
Add “master chef” to the list of occupations that robots can perform more efficiently than humans. It’s a tally that seems to grow daily; last time I checked, it also included stock room employee, auto assembly line worker, bank teller,…
Surprise! Technology Can be an Unwelcome Party Guest
Like any kid growing up, I relished receiving birthday invitations. A 3-by-5 card would arrive in the mail, festooned with images of cowboys, spaceships, sports equipment or whatever theme the birthday recipient had chosen. Amazingly, this continues to be the…