First, let us all breathe a collective sigh of relief. We have survived another Christmas, my friends, high-fives and eggnog all around (feel free to spike yours, go ahead, it’s allowed). While I love the Silly Season, I have to admit, I’m a wee bit tired. ...
“May you never lie, steal, cheat or drink. But if you must lie, lie in each other’s arms. If you must steal, steal kisses. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink with us, your friends.” – An Irish Toast I...
Very close to my house, there is a Magical Stop Sign. No really, ask around. I don’t make this stuff up. It’s a very special sign. You see, it’s disguised as a perfectly ordinary stop sign. I mean, it’s got all the details right. It’s your basic octagon,...
“Blind tastings are to wine what strip poker is to love.”- Kermit Lynch, Wine Merchant, Berkeley, CA For most people we begin almost everything with our eyes. The light, the spirit in another’s eyes draws us to them, it attracts us. Perhaps it even changes...
“Here’s to the corkscrew – a useful key to unlock the storehouse of wit, the treasury of laughter, the front door of fellowship, and the gate of pleasant folly.” W.E.P. French (From the wine list of Commander’s Palace in New Orleans, LA courtesy of John...
In the last couple of weeks our little town has become, well, a tempest in a teapot. In the words of Inigo Montoya, “Let me explain, no, there is too much. Let me sum up.” – Two ladies wrote a funny, fictional little book about...
The day did not begin as a blog post in the making. Eric had a trade show in Las Vegas. The hotel was paid for and frequent flyer miles took care of my plane ticket. For a date night he just needed to buy me dinner. Oh,...
I live in a small town, say 65,000 residents. It has good schools, lots of beautiful parks, (we even keep a naturalist on staff), great shopping, wonderful restaurants, … and of course, it goes without saying, nice, oh so very nice, people. One would think....
For those of you kind enough to keep score… This is a quick follow-up to last week’s running post. Keeping things brief, some of you have been kind enough to ask how Sunday’s race went. Well, as I wrote one friend, like so much in...
A couple of weeks ago I was with some friends from my high school cross-country team. We were having dinner with our former coach, Larry and his wife, Tori. As we lamented getting older, I mentioned how I am stuck in a speed rut. Actually,...