Fat in Indiana

I will readily admit to getting older. My once thick wavy hair is not what it used to be, the receding hairline and bald  thin spot at the c...

 Blatantly stolen from  Midwest Chick

It is a dark and cloudy Saturday. I glance out my window and see my neighbors’ car is running in his driveway. “So what?” you say. It has pr...

 Taking a break.  Work and life and a desire to finish the Great American Novel take precedence. Besides I’m bored by the blog I do apprecia...

 Today marks twenty years I have been doing this stupid hobby. I thought I’d be at it a few months and be done. Instead I have formed many f...

 It is yet another chilly Saturday here in Mudsock. We are off today to watch the grandgirls do their thing in a dance competition. After we...

 Friday at last. It will be chock full of…well “ fun” isn’t the right word to use here. The opposite of that is what I’m searching for. I ha...

 My favorite song, hands down.

 Let’s see, you would think that after…2025 minus…mumble mumble…carry the one….all of these years I would be ready for spring — the weather ...

Not taken this morning  No time for blogging. It’s opening day for the Cubs and they are on early this morning since they are playing in Tok...

It was spitting snow as I unloaded groceries yesterday afternoon. I glanced over and noticed the daffodils along the side of my neighbor’s h...

  One of the most beautiful love songs ever written

So far no twister has roared through the neighborhood to scoop up the house and hurl me into a world of color and little people. We have wat...

It was my intention to get up and watch the blood moon eclipse last night. Given my sleeping issues of late I decided it wasn’t worth it. I ...

 It is supposed to be a great spring day in Mudsock today. Looking out my office window I see the maple in the front yard is starting to bre...

Can someone, anyone, explain to the president that tariffs are paid by the IMPORTER. China does not pay the tax nor does any other nation. S...

Periodically the stat counter on the old blog spins like a flywheel and my daily visits skyrocket. I get the same handful of readers on a gi...

Monday. Blech. And I woke up way early. Not that I ever care what my neighbors think, but they must wonder when they see my office lights on...

 The Defence of Rorke’s Drift We went to dinner with my daughter and her family Friday night. I made a passing comment about the Zulu Wars a...

 It is another Saturday and I sit in the office staring at the angry mocking cursor and the empty white space where blog words are supposed ...