My formative years happened in the 80s. Don’t do the math, that’s just rude. But I’m speaking to a specific group of readers this week. The rest of you can Google it - those of you …
Last Sunday I talked about chocolate chips that mysteriously won’t melt in 180-degree cake batter but will start to dissolve in about five seconds in your hand. That was just too much for my …
Something weird is going on at my house. I bought this wonderful home about 20 years ago but no one told me that it may very well be haunted. Now, Anne Chapman lives across the street, and I’ve …
I shot a look over at a big screen television Friday night while at Riverside Casino waiting for the Bob and Tom Comedy tour to take stage in the Event Center. It’s weird how many people you …
Sometimes people just get put in our paths. Over the last five years through Feb. 20, fate, or God, or whatever force, entity, or being that may be in play, I’ve had people put in my path that …
I’m beginning to think an MRI is in my future. I hate the thought of that because I’m claustrophobic. I had some back issues a few years ago and a specialist said, “Well, we need to …
Fort Madison lost one of its true leaders this week. True in every sense of the word – as a lawmaker, as a spiritual leader, a financial advisor, a veteran, a volunteer, and above all else a …
I’m sitting here drinking my coffee with Brad Randolph-honey and avocado oil. It's a thing. Frankie and Jonny are out of their cage flying around the house, and I’ll be chasing them with …
Sitting in my last-minute hotel room on a colder-than-I-like Saturday afternoon, I find myself alone with the Chiefs/Texans game on. I planned on a quiet weekend at home catching up on local sports …
Today we’re going to take a look at something near and dear to my heart. Newspapers. What the heck is going on with people’s impressions of newspapers? And, if you were sitting next to me …
I have no idea what the weather looks like this morning. I’m either moaning about having to get the leaf blower out to blow snow off the sidewalks, or groaning about having to get the shovel …
Christmas is upon us again and the list of traditions is being lined up. I suggested to our daughter Taylor, who isn’t getting into town until Dec. 23, that maybe we forego baking this year …
