Archive for August 2011

Mr. Eye Puffer Machine and Michael Douglas

Mr. Eye Puffer Machine and Michael Douglas
It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. In that case, my soul is in serious need of a professional window cleaner. I’ve had issues with my eyes during the past two months and on Monday I made my third trip to the eye doctor in that time after my eyes... Read more »

The not-so-scary world of online banking

The not-so-scary world of online banking
For years, I resisted online banking. It was too impersonal, too seemingly risky, too new. I like writing checks, I told people. If it was good enough for cavemen, it was good enough for me. I saw no reason to change something that was working perfectly fine. However, with my upcoming move to Chicago, I... Read more »

Just another fantasy

Just another fantasy
Another year. Another season of fantasy football. At the end of every fantasy football season, I try to convince myself that it will be my last season. “This is silly,” I reason to myself. “It makes watching football no fun when you’re rooting for players to score touchdowns rather than for teams to win.” When... Read more »
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Stuck in two-wheel drive

Stuck in two-wheel drive
Sunday was a beautiful day to go biking. Not too hot. Not too cold. As Goldilocks would have said during her crime spree of trespassing, stealing and damage to property, “It was just right.” So I decided to take advantage of the weather and hit the trails with my wife. The problem was that I... Read more »

The greatest things between birth and death

The greatest things between birth and death
I was a pallbearer for the second time this summer on Thursday. The first time was in July for my stepgrandmother. On Thursday, I was a pallbearer at the funeral of my wife’s grandfather. I only knew Don Schindel for about eight years, but he was very generous and kind toward me from the first... Read more »

The clothes make the man

The clothes make the man
My wife, as usual, was right. She told me I couldn’t just go anywhere and buy a new pair of suit pants to go with my suit jacket. My previous pair of suit pants had frayed and become thread-bare to the point where it would have been illegal in 46 states to wear them. I... Read more »
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Me and lists: A love story

Me and lists: A love story
I love lists. This might seem like a silly thing to love, but I just can’t help myself. I adore lists. At my last job, I would write down everything I needed to do for the day and check them off as the tasks were accomplished. As expected, I also adore checking things off. Each... Read more »

The Windy City and turkey testicles

The Windy City and turkey testicles
I swore over and over again that I would never move to Chicago. Like much of what comes out of the mouth of Windy City politicians, it was all bluster. But it must have been convincing because most of what I’ve heard as my wife and I prepare to move in a few weeks is... Read more »

You might want to hold off on that obituary for journalism

You might want to hold off on that obituary for journalism
For our date night last weekend, the wife and I decided to see “Page One: Inside the New York Times” after my initial suggestions of “Captain America” or “Cowboys and Aliens” brought strange looks upon her face, neither of which I would describe as agreeable or pleasant, and her suggestion of “Crazy, Stupid, Love” made... Read more »
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Making the world your buffet – one day at at time

Making the world your buffet – one day at at time
I think it’s important to do something new every day. It could be something as easy as switching up from your regular order at a fast-food restaurant to catching a new movie. Or it could be something as hard as circumnavigating the world. Choose your own adventure, friends. One of my goals of the past... Read more »