Sadly, Mr. Bibb is still dead; I take comfort when he takes on the form of a hummingbird and pops by for a little visit.
Category: Treasure Island
“Medicare for all” sounds stodgy and irrelevant. Democrats need to rebrand. Even snowboarders need to go to the hospital sometimes.
Thinking about creativity, and need help with a new “tag line.” Cobweb toilet paper still doesn’t have a patent.
Berkeley vs. Madison
Cookies at breakfast meetings vs. freely using credit cards, cheese curds vs. cross walks, and the battle of the Welcome signs. Who will win the big match of Madison vs. Berkeley?
A carved manatee, Nancy Pelosi is a parrot, and Biden hires a graffiti artist. It’ll all come together, I promise you.
Gremlins on Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve is upon us, and in my family, this is truly the start of Christmas. My stepdad, Niels, is Danish, so Christmas for him–and Denmarkians in general–is Christmas Eve. The big, traditional meal, the gifts, the cool tradition of singing carols while circling around a tree that is lit with actual candles. In the […]
Dreaming of Celebrities
Real life dinner with John Cusack, meeting Emma Thompson, and the softer side of Simon Cowell.
Thy Brother’s Splinter
If you have a big ass plank in your own eyeball, don’t judge somebody else because they have a “mote.” Whatever that is.
Perfect!
It finally happened. I’m perfect!! At least that’s what my scale said this morning, proudly announcing to me: 130 pounds. That’s it! I made it! I’m finally perfect… I haven’t weighed 130 pounds since I was in high school a bunch of years ago, back when I weighed, um, 130 pounds. In high school, […]
I write about the pending election results when they are still pending. By the time I finish, Joe Biden is elected!