I am addicted to garage sales. Why? Because, as they say, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.
Ants have invaded my house! It’s time to fight back…or die trying.
If you’ve heard of the term “geocaching” but have no idea what it means, then read on for a glimpse into this secret society. No muggles allowed.
I always back into parking spaces. Why? Because when the shit goes down, I want to be ready.
Gazing at a U.S. map recently got me thinking (which is always a scary thing).
For the first time this century, I’m struggling with what to call the New Year. 2010. Is it two-thousand-ten or twenty-ten? Personally, I’m leaning towards the former. Every other year of the past decade has been called two-thousand-fill-in-the-appropriate-number. So maybe it’s just a force of habit. When 2000 rolled around, nobody called it twenty-zero-zero orContinue reading “Popeye Would Approve”