If you’re not interested in another entry about coffee then stop reading right now, because this is yet another entry about magic beans.
In my ongoing search for better brews I came across a little device called the French Press. I’d read about it on the internet (a line that’s becoming more and more synonymous with “I’m full of crap” every day), and I was…
Track number seven, on disk two, of the soundtrack of my life has no lyrics or musical instruments, but it is music to my ears. It is the sweet, gentle purr of my coffee grinder taking care of business. Imagine my dismay when pressing the button on my grinder produced a horrifying silence.
Fortunately, it was just circumstances playing a cruel joke on my sleep deprived mind. I pressed the button…
All Children’s Hospital is in a nice part of St Petersburg (FL). Tree lined brick roads and the understated architecture of the early 20th century create a sedate setting. There’s just one problem though; when you’ve gotten up at three in the morning to take your son to the hospital minor surgery, the last thing you need is to use words like “sedate.”
On the bright…
Christmas as an adult is not as fun as Christmas as a child. Just the fact that you’re not up at 4:30 a.m. with giddy enthusiasm on Christmas morning is evidence enough. Then again, maybe you are (in which case… as the British might say, “Bloody good for you”).
None of this means that Christmas can’t be good, or even down right fun for adults. Even balanced against…
… a dead one, as it turns out. Perhaps this was a little heavenly payback for mocking a well-meaning gift giver.
Let me explain…
It all started in Adam’s bedroom. It smelled bad, but that’s not completely unexpected considering Adam is only one year old. All manner of smelly stuff “happens” in there, so the smell was kind of ignored for a couple of days. Well…
Sometimes you win, sometimes you loose, and sometimes you do both at the same time. Take yesterday afternoon… the Patriots absolutely destroyed the Bucs. As a fan of both formerly hapless franchises, this was a terrible game to watch… and a great game to watch.
More and more, I find that this sort of thing is the rule in my life. Have a healthy child… and worry about him conking…
A week or so ago my wife dropped a Best Buy bag in my lap. “Here,” she says, “this is for you.”
I peeked in the bag and what did I see? A new Palm handheld just for me.
Since my PDA is basically my life (while I’m at work), and since I’ve been carrying around two half dead PDAs for the last four months (each was broken in a manner that complemented the other), a…