+1 Pencil of Writing

“I don’t go to Metairie unless I really have to.” Ballzack, Rainbow in Marrero This Saturday, while doing my once-every-couple-of-months run to Metairie, I passed by the newly-opened +1 Gaming and decided to pop my head in. They’ve recently opened, so stock is a little on the low side I think. It seems to cater… Continue reading +1 Pencil of Writing

A Real Pain in my Ass

So, back in November of 2007, I busted my tailbone while refereeing a rollerderby bout. Ouch. Lately though, in increasing frequency, I’ve been feeling this twinge of pain in my right hip. The trigger is inconsistent, and sometimes it seems to also shoot down my leg, but it’s there. It’s also put a serious damper… Continue reading A Real Pain in my Ass

Good hardware, looking for a home

Bea and I are in the process of moving our office from a room upstairs to the front room of our house. And we are pleased with the progess. On the other side, it means that I’m finally getting around to getting rid of the last bit excess hardware that’s been collecting dust over the… Continue reading Good hardware, looking for a home

12 years later, I’m finally free of all charges

I’ll admit it, for over a decade, I’ve been a fugitive. This week, I “manned up” and made things square. I was tired of not knowing when I’d finally get tracked down and the book thrown at me, so I decided to square things up. I paid my $1 fine from 1999 to the New… Continue reading 12 years later, I’m finally free of all charges

Maximum Capacity

Disclaimer: the number in this post isn’t what bothers me. I don’t want to hear bitching about numbers (mine especially or yours), unless you’re unhappy about yours and want to do something about it. I hopped on the scale recently (something I’ve never owned before, and still rarely step on), the other day, and saw… Continue reading Maximum Capacity

He’s got Betty Davi… er, Dexter Morgan eyes

I know, I know, long time, no write – I’ve been busy. Good busy. Novembeard is over. I’m sure many Significant Others are grateful for this, and hopefully even more are pleasantly surprised – most of ladies I’ve dated were initially anti-beard. They came around. As an unwitting / accidental participant of Novembeard, I can’t… Continue reading He’s got Betty Davi… er, Dexter Morgan eyes

Where’s the Oil? Oh, There it is.

This past Friday, Bea and I packed up the 4Runner with both the dogs, a bunch of food and booze, and met up with the inlaws in Gulf Shores for a nice relaxing weekend. And for the most part, it was just that. Here’s Sunday, in photo form: When we got to the beach, Bosceaux,… Continue reading Where’s the Oil? Oh, There it is.