As someone who is staring down the barrel of retirement, I read everything I can on the subject. It will not surprise you to learn that some advice is better than others; some suggestions are nuggets, while others are more McNuggets – of questionable provenance and hard to swallow. More…
Hey, all you hard-core athletes! Gatorade not cutting it for you anymore? Is drinking a glass of water just soooo 15 minutes ago? Do you ever wish you had a better, more modern way to meet your urgent hydration needs? One that doesn’t involve your mouth, perhaps? More…
Hunter S. Thompson, gun enthusiast, LSD aficionado and inventor of gonzo journalism, once said, “It never got weird enough for me.” Maybe, but if the good doctor hadn’t shot himself in 2005, it might have. More…
The U.S. Census will tell you that 2.1 million people live in Houston. What it won’t tell you is why.
If you’re a camper, perhaps you’ve seen those ready-made checklists that are designed to help you remember all your woodland requisites. Tent? Check. Sleeping bags? Check. Handcuffs? Oops – wrong list!
Last weekend Liz went to Arkansas to visit family, leaving me alone and unsupervised. Anytime she leaves town, she reminds me to behave myself. I’m pretty sure she does this just to be nice, because she certainly doesn’t need to – she knows as well as I do that I don’t have the energy to misbehave anymore.
