Props to the Dayton Flyers.
I guess.
Continue readingThough I’ve seen it all before, the wizardry still captivates me.
Continue readingWent to a basketball game the other evening, and a scuffle broke out.
Continue readingIt only hurts when I move. Or remain stationary. Or raise my left arm. Or let it rest.
Continue readingMy Sweetie and I spent a little time in the spotlight yesterday, and frankly it left me feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Continue readingMy beloved Billikens dropped a metaphorical C-note on our archrivals the other evening. And I have to admit, it felt a little like heaven.
Continue readingLooks like we won’t be going ANYWHERE today.
Continue readingI went 1-for-six on the pickle ball court the other day. (Might even have been 1-for-seven. At some point, I found myself averting my gaze from the carnage on the court.)
Continue readingWhy keep a date book from 1989? A quirky mystery … a personal eccentricity … that lately was revealed during a deep dive into a set of cluttered “junk drawers” at our place.
Continue readingThe greens are a little shaggy – that’s one of the first things you notice about “December Golf.”
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