Hi there. Come on in, have a seat. We need to talk. There’s something I need to tell you, and it might come as a shock. My name isn’t really Nicky. Well, at least, not always. I have an older brother. When he was born, my father suggested a Greek name for him. He...
December started with my grandmother in the hospital with pneumonia. I’m happy to say that she beat it, turned 99 the week after, and complained about not getting out in 3 days, instead of what ended up being almost 2 weeks. I kept having to remind her that pneumonia kicks the ass of humans...
I read the news today, oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well, I just had to laugh, I saw the photograph The Beatles A few months ago, Jepeto was reading the newspaper and shared with me an interesting tidbit from the business section....
No, I haven’t fallen off the planet. Twelve days ago, my son Jake started complaining of a pain in his left side. He’s an active sixteen year old boy who likes to play rough, to wrestle. He grapples and takes a course called Combatives. We figured he pulled a muscle or something. We told him...
Do you know who Mason Locke Weems is? He was also known as Parson Weems, if that helps. No? Well, he was the guy who wrote the unofficial, and somewhat creative, biography of George Washington, not so creatively named “The Life Of Washington“. Now it would appear that Weems found George’s life to be a little…lacking....
My great-grandfather was in his 20′s when he brought his young family to Canada in the early 1900′s. He was a millwright, which meant that he understood machinery and structures. Being a millwright in those days was like being on the cutting edge of technology. He could build and fix anything and the New...
Hey, I’m back from Kleenex Heaven! My sinuses were so blocked this week that I thought a squid had moved in. But I made it to my parents for dinner. Twice. You know, just to say “hi” and all that. Also, do not underestimate the power of chicken soup. I don’t get colds very...
This weekend, my oldest son invited his girlfriend and a couple of friends over to spend the weekend. I had 5 teenagers and a toddler all weekend. All. Weekend. Actually, I must say that my son and his friends are really good kids. I must say it because they read this blog from time to...
I never intended to write about my kids. To quote the very talented blogger, redheadranting, I didn’t want to become a “mommy blogger”. Even as I write it, I shudder! Really, I mean it. Mommy blogger (shudder). See? For a while now, though, my oldest son Jake has plagued my thoughts. That’s him in the...
Originally, this post was about what a crappy ass week it was. It started off with the charity of fools and just got worse as I dealt with moronic clients, and office culture hell-bent on infecting us all through a Pandemic of Idiocy(tm). Then the weather changed to a nasty -40. Plus I cut...
