Don Rickles Remembered
“If I were to insult people and mean it, that wouldn’t be funny.” – Don Rickles And there you have it, the secret to his success. These days everybody wants to be an insult comic—just […]
“If I were to insult people and mean it, that wouldn’t be funny.” – Don Rickles And there you have it, the secret to his success. These days everybody wants to be an insult comic—just […]
(Note: This was originally written on February 7th and then misplaced, which isn’t the first time. It was the beginning of what was overall a nice February—for Indiana. You all know how things changed in […]
I took a couple of days off for our wedding anniversary this year, having come up with a fairly simple idea, which is all I’m capable of when it comes to events like that. Anniversaries, […]
The headline stopped me cold: “Seven Objects Found Circling Dwarf”. My first thought, as you might imagine, was: “Wait–I thought ‘dwarf’ was now an insulting, politically incorrect term, like ‘midget’, or ‘calm political discussion’. Sure, […]
So here’s the scenario: You want to support your local volunteer fire department, so you go to their fund-raising bingo night. And it’s your lucky day! You get the B-12, and the I-C, and the […]
For Valentines Day, Emily said she would make me some brownies. That’s about all I need in life, really. Well, and a cup of milk. But what she ended up making–shown here fresh out of […]
I gave the grand-twins a glow-in-the-dark model of the solar system for Christmas, but my daughter tells me the planets won’t glow. Now I’m beginning to worry that my dog may have licked the glow […]
Winter almost beat the Hunter family Christmas celebration. Almost. But in the end we celebrated, if only a month or so late. First there was illness. Then work schedules. Then more illness. Then weather. Illness. […]
This is inauguration month. You probably didn’t realize this, unless you’re one of the few people who followed the 2016 Presidential election. I mean, who paid attention to that? It was the single nastiest election […]
This was written, by the way, before Carrie Fisher passed away. It was a strange year. In many ways 2016 was a crappy year, even if you weren’t a Democrat. The weather was so […]