Quite a few years ago, on a cold winter night, my wife and I had a flat tire about 20 miles north of our home. Before cell phones. Middle of nowhere. Chevy Monza. Chevy Monzas were hideous little excuses for cars. The spare tire was deflated to fit into the microscopic trunk. To inflate, they…
Well it’s that time of year again. Some songs and people call it the happiest time of the year. I call it cold, at least in Wisconsin. Once again the men on our street have turned into 8 year old girls and we have gone out to wrap lights around trees and decorate our houses. …
OK. I’m a sap. I admit it. I’m a grown man that gets choked up watching Hallmark commercials. Even that commercial for Swiffer sweepers where they condemn their old mop to the basement, attic or garage… how sad! (Thank God for the broom that the old mop meets up there in the attic. At least…
A couple of weeks ago I bought an old German mantel clock with westminster chimes at an auction. I had never been to an auction before. The only auctions I had ever seen were in the movies and I expected it to be like that. You know where people are in a fancy room with…
