Regular Life

Shannon shows her beak.
Shannon’s mom and stepdad take us out for her birthday, just the five of us, each year. Last year, our server made her shake her moneymaker with a Hula Hoop. This time around, she put on a beak and flapped her wings while the whole restaurant sang “Happy Birthday.” Only the video [...]

I’m coming clean. Up ’til now, I’ve been saying that the in-laws were “making us a deal” on a car they intended to trade in toward the purchase of a new one. To a point, that was the complete truth. We were going to plunk down some cash from our reserves to buy the car [...]

(please see the next and longest entry in the Falcon serial here)

Ben in sheer joy mode. (more pics and a video later in post)
The wife and I celebrated our 14th anniversary on Tuesday. Well, we did half of the celebration. I picked out a bouquet of flowers online, then called a local florist to have [...]

Sometimes, an innocuous phrase makes me laugh under my breath. I can’t help it. It’s like a switch I can’t turn off, but sometimes wish I could. Whether it’s a pun, double entendre, or a combination, my mind notices it and won’t let it slide. In the English language, two words together can sound like [...]

(Please note: a new installment of Falcon is available on my other site)

Razzmajazz jams on the square during the Ice Cream Crankoff.
Click the play button below to hear my clip of these guys. (IE users may have to click the play button more than once.)

I’m making a mid-day post for once (on Saturday). I like [...]

(readers of Falcon go find the continuing saga up in here)

Ben and his mommy stroll in the shallow section of our neighborhood pool.
National Night Out occurs once a year. It’s a time for the neighborhood residents to gather and, well, be neighborly. There’s ample opportunity to sign up for the various volunteer committees, including safety, [...]

About a month ago, I took my car to a local mechanic. It had been slipping, I told him. He checked the transmission fluid and said it looked a little low, then topped it off. When I asked what I owed him, he said, “Oh, don’t worry about that. Just remember me the next time [...]

(readers of Falcon may click here for Part 13)
Our drive to Arkansas didn’t go exactly as I predicted. In fact, Ben never grabbed a urinal at all. We left Friday at about the same time I normally arrive at work, instead of about 30 minutes after I get home.
As always, click any image to enlarge.

Midway through eighth grade, I moved back to my hometown and picked up again with Jason and Chris. By then all of us had kissed girls, and were impressed by them. Each of us lived in a different spot miles outside of town, so seeing each other or girls always depended upon parents’ transportation.
Jason and [...]

(I wrote and posted Part 12 of Falcon. It slows things down a bit and reminds the reader what the heck’s going on. Enjoy.)
Ben and I are leaving early Friday morning, because work duties dictated that I take that day off instead of Monday. All the better for me. I have a tough time driving [...]