Schlemiel! Schlimazel!

The first time we visited Milwaukee last summer, we made it a point to stop by the Bronze Fonz statue. Happy Days was a favorite sitcom growing up, as I'm sure it was for a lot of folks. Milwaukee was also the setting for the Happy Days spinoff, Laverne & Shirley–another childhood fave. We've actually … Continue reading Schlemiel! Schlimazel!

I’ve been that fly before.

There's this dude at work—let's call him Daryl—who loves to talk. Nice enough guy, but if you don't time your interactions with him carefully, you're liable to end up stuck in a one-sided conversation for the next 15 or so minutes. Daryl sits on the other side of the TobacCo building, where the developers and … Continue reading I’ve been that fly before.

Can’t Netflix and chill without obscure Woody Allen DVDs.

778. That's the number of Netflix DVDs I have rented since I signed up on October 6, 2006. (My first one was Hoot. I gave it two stars. Clearly not a fan, but that one was obviously for the kids. I also rented Best in Show that day and loved it to the tune of … Continue reading Can’t Netflix and chill without obscure Woody Allen DVDs.

24 inconvenient hours and nary a baño.

When last I touched base, Todd the Vinyl Planking Guy had just broken a screen door window, tried to blame it on a bird, and ended up a few boxes short of flooring. Boy, Thursday was a weird day. But Friday was better. Todd showed up at 9:30, immediately apologizing for being late. He was … Continue reading 24 inconvenient hours and nary a baño.

Maybe a bird flew into it.

Words you never want to hear a contractor who is working on your home say: "Oh, that was dumb." At long last, our flooring guys arrived this morning to tear out the carpeting in the living room and hallway and install the vinyl planking. I naïvely thought it wouldn't be too disruptive to work from … Continue reading Maybe a bird flew into it.

Let’s hope for sunny skies ahead!

When we had that recent brush with tornadoes I might not have known exactly what to do, but I knew one thing we couldn't do: take shelter in the basement. Because it turns out we don't even have a basement. You may be confused given that I wrote about how most of the boxes we'd … Continue reading Let’s hope for sunny skies ahead!

Wishing for a well & how to speak wuh-Scahnsin.

Growing up a city boy, buying a rural(ish) property in a small town has been a learning experience. Take the well, for instance. When I learned our house had a well, I was super excited. I envisioned tossing coins down there and making wishes, hauling buckets of water up by hand, the whole works. At … Continue reading Wishing for a well & how to speak wuh-Scahnsin.

The boy who cried tornado.

I accidentally invented an Indian/Mexican fusion dish Friday night. I blame it on a mild case of weather-related panic. As you'll recall, when last we talked–well, I talked; you just read–it was Friday afternoon and we were under a Tornado Watch. I wasn't really worried, despite the ominous sky and intense-looking line of storms the … Continue reading The boy who cried tornado.