Blog archives for July, 2009

The Clocktower
This is one of the most beautiful little stories I’ve seen in a long time. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

My sister-in-law called to tell me that my nephew had learned the time honored dinner tradition of slipping food that he didn’t like into his pockets and lying with a straight face to say he had finished.

My Brother’s A Retard.

“The Prince and the Fool” a fable by John Dadlez

Cookie Dough: I was reading the Sunday paper and having my morning coffee when my four year old daughter came up to me with a very serious expression.

“A man’s got to know his limitations.” No truer line has ever been spoken in a movie.

I did a week-end project at my house recently, a DO-IT-YOURSELF project. I finally laid the tile in our upstairs bathroom. Weekend project my ass!

Byron is Dead

When he came to the door he looked distracted. Not in a scatterbrained, daydreaming way, but in a deep concentration, as if his subconscious was desperately trying to make some sense out of everything that had happened and was happening in his life.

Why are guys convinced that if they can get the top snap, button or hook done, that they still wear that size?