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Here’s the real debate.

You remember that great Seinfeld episode where they go to visit that couple that just had a baby? And the baby was kind of, well, hideous? Funny episode. But it made me remember when I first had kids. I prefer … Continue reading

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I Don’t Know How This is Possible…

…But my daughter is graduating high school this week. And so naturally I have a multitude of feelings. The biggest one, of course, being annoyance of relatives visiting. I don’t want to name names, but they know who they are. And … Continue reading

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Only 355 Days Until Christmas

It’s amazing how fast the Holiday Spirit can disappear. I mean, it was only a week ago that I was enjoying (though still complaining about) the break from making school lunches for the kids, driving the ungrateful kinder everywhere and … Continue reading

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The List

So, I was talking to my buddy Terry at work the other day. Yes, I do work, remember? Terry gets a little too close when we talk, but other than that he’s a good guy. I was obviously real busy … Continue reading

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Still Crazy After All These Blogs

But in my defense, I was sitting in a chair and I didn’t want to get up. Because when you get up people say, “Hey, as long as you’re up would you…” And I don’t want to do that thing, whatever it is. Continue reading

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A Labored Weekend

How was my Labor Day weekend? Why would you bring that up if not to be mean? Was there some good eating? Sure. Was the weather great? You betcha. Did I get cornered for over an hour listening to Bob … Continue reading

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Barbecues and Hurricanes

Labor Day meant two laid back barbecues where I could relax with friends, drink beer and then go home to a nice quiet apartment and watch Jerry Lewis make money for his kids. It ain’t that anymore.
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