Against all her better instincts, not to mention I assume a clause in her blogger's liability insurance coverage, Donna over at Retirement Reflections has once again asked me to write a guest post. Please join the party there as I discuss the all important topic of eating cookies. Or... something remotely related to that anyway. … Continue reading Keeping The Cookie Jar Full During Early Retirement
To my regular followers, Doug might be a bit out of your comfort zone. But that’s his point anyway. He’s an undeclared poet laureate who endures cold Chicago winters and probably years of Ron Santo, North Side sadness. He might not be your cup of tea, but for those of you who like to take an occasional ride on political poetry, it’s my pleasure to share a master of the craft. He’s also a lover of vinyl and analogue, so he can’t be all bad.
Sorry ‘bout the delay in getting back, (Marty) ya’ll. But trying to parse the 100 proof of today’s politics requires that aforementioned bourbon pour, and after five three fingers in four hours, I’ve been clued that Coda Puppy and I, now, somehow, seem to age at the same rate. What was once just another night of some mid-shelf everyday sippin’ whiskey, now locks me down for a full twenty-four.
And to further whore my amateur bore… of the true way that our politics be…I offer for your consideration …. Young Paul the Tall and his very pretty, smart, and caring, Girl Next Door, Mary Ann. They’ve been best friends forever…since Radio Shack sold computers. Now in their early to mid twenties, and with spring in the…our young man’s fancy…Paul turns not to his Mary Ann. Paul’s hero’s journey is to score a walk down the aisle with his Ginger…
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We're about to embark on some intensive furniture acquisitions at our home over the next several months. I'm fastening my seat belt for a steep learning curve on the finer elements of form, concept, and contrast. My own tastes can be fairly pedestrian, going back to my early adult years when everything was only ever … Continue reading Wabi-Sabi is Killing My Barcalounger
So why'd we move to Florida again? Oh, yeah, no state taxes. I forgot. The storm that's now beginning to hit upper northeast cities got its start yesterday off the Jacksonville coast, which is just up the road from us. We had windy conditions with a driving rain most of the day, and then … Continue reading Hot Toddy Anyone?