I know I have good vision — I’m just lucky that way. But every now and then Iron Chef mistakes my questionable driving techniques for an eyesight issue, and then he makes me question myself. So, I sauntered into the optometrist office where I was promptly asked if I wanted a picture of the back […]
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When Her Royal Highness and Odd Number were wee babes, I operated under the assumption that if baby formula touched their infant lips, ruin would fall upon our household. The fears were multi-faceted and ranged from worries that baby formula would cause low IQs, delayed potty training, and/or severe psychological trauma. I just made the […]
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I’m spending a week in Seattle, a highly urban city. Growing up in rural Idaho, my only experience with public transportation involved the yellow school bus — the full sized one — so when I get in more populated areas I tend to spend a lot of spare change on riding the light rail around […]
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Iron Chef and I had the occasion to drive about 10 hours in an easterly direction from Podunk in search of some girls hockey action last weekend. Along the way, we made some exciting discoveries. Because round-trip tickets from Podunk to Gillette are such a hot item, I thought I would clue you in on […]
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Her Royal Highness turns 18 today. As is often the case, she figured out the gravity of the situation far before I did. “I can be tried as an adult now,” she reported. Indeed. In a non-presidential election year, this might be as good as it gets. Legalize HRH! And if you do go to […]
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Podunk’s premiere ladies hockey team, the Cold Muthas, accepted a challenge to play the Idaho Falls Icy Hots last night. I’m pleased to say that we were able to raise the victory flag with a convincing 4-3 win. The win was “convincing” because we were playing with a dirty goalie, a 14-year-old replacing her night’s […]
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Originally posted on Daddy Drinks:
So I’m wrestling two ridiculous problems right now. I have my share of normal problems like deadlines and a conspicuous lack of funds in my bank account and a piss-poor mile PR and absolutely nothing to cook for dinner that my kids will eat, but the two problems that are…
From the Bloggess… “A few weeks ago I was accidentally made the leader of a church which doesn’t actually exist and now we have over 2,000 members. I’m pretty sure than makes me some sort of Pope so please send me hats. More about that here if you missed it. We decided that it would be nice […]
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Some of you are worried that I don’t write enough. And to be clear, it’s not that you are clamoring for more; it’s that you think I’m lazy. The work of a writer — the real behind the scenes work — is often unseen and unappreciated. The reader is looking for product, not process… and […]
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My sidekick Lucy and I were invited to a leadership class on Cortes Island in British Columbia (Canada). At first glance, this is an incredible opportunity. But now that we’re en route, it occurs to us that we may be being sent to rehab. Maybe it’s my own guilty conscience or maybe the subtle reference […]
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