• This dog walks into a bar…

    My parents are back home, which means life has returned to normal. For a few days, anyway. Tara is headed to Nevada on Wednesday for her sister’s wedding. Initially I thought I’d be dealing with an aging cat with multiple health issues, so we decided it was best I stay behind. Sadly there is no…

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  • Speaking words of wisdom: leaves of three, let it be.

    I’m sure you’ll recall my recent mosquito rant. It seemed like every time I went outside, I’d return with literally dozens of bites. I began to take drastic steps to combat this. My dad always wants to play corn hole (bags) whenever he visits, for instance, and I didn’t want to deny him his fun,…

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  • Gimme All the DEETs!

    We welcomed our first official guests to Casa P. (or is “Ye Olde Homestead” better?) on Saturday. Stephanie is a blogging friend from way back, though like Tara, she long ago hung up her proverbial quill. We met up with them once before, in Portland. Had a great time but figured we’d never see them…

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  • Flattery, not King Charles III, got me on their podcast.

    Yesterday, Tara suggested we go kayaking after work. It was one of those perfect spring days: not too hot, not too cold, and not too humid. There were mosquitoes, but there are always mosquitoes this time of year. So, we loaded up the kayaks Thursday evening and headed to Lake Koshkonong. It’s been almost a…

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  • My own personal Dicktionary.

    Shortly after separating from my first wife and selling our home, I had to return to the house one day to pick up a package that had been sent there instead of to my groovy new bachelor’s pad. CDs, if you’re curious. I know. I’m old. The new owner, a kind Asian man, chatted with…

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  • Green with envy (and ferns).

    Tuesday afternoon, my new John Deere arrived. I was as giddy as an eight-year-old on Christmas morning when the Lowe’s guys unloaded it from the truck and rolled it into the garage for me. I was ready to hop on board and start cutting the grass right away, but it needed gas and I figured…

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