Ah, yes, another week, another medical crisis. Folks, do whatever you can to avoid your sixties. Once I hit 60, it all started slaloming dow...

Recently, my wife said, "you're more neurotic than the dog." "Huh," I said. Then of course, I pondered the ramificat...

I'm  still  haunted by quite a few things from my childhood: lima beans...bullies...Dad's belt. But perhaps the scariest, lingering ...

I don't get it, I really don't. My wife expends a lot of time and effort into feeding the world's birds. We have at least four b...

Our new little puppy, Biscuit, is a pup of few talents, unless one considers chasing one's own tail to be an award-winning talent. If th...

In our house, changing the bed sheets is a Herculean task. The bed frame is an incredibly awkward, large boxy thing that's nearly imposs...

You know, whenever we travel through Missouri, I'm always tickled by the gigantuous fireworks store just off the highway (conveniently l...