In life, there are questions that never get answered. I know I have scores of questions that will follow me to the wherever after, and I'm plenty fine with that. Because I've always been a believer that not all questions are meant to be answered. Certain questions are simply meant to provoke us into moving… Continue reading Life is an outrage, so think simply
In honor of Independence Day, I felt like jumping into the pool of patriotism and taking a swim. And then the feeling passed and I decided to compile a list of my favorite Presidents. Which is basically the same shit, really. Before I get to this Presidential list 'o mine, I've a couple thoughts about… Continue reading Going 4th with my Oval Fixation
What's most interesting about LBJ going to the Lakers is that it simply feels like another vacation for the dude. He went to Miami for four years and then came home to Cleveland. Now he's going to the other coast for another four years, and is there any doubt he resigns with the Cavaliers to… Continue reading Winning and Misery: A Love Story
Seeing as how the search for the perfect Cuban sandwich was such a tasty success, me and Linds B will be diving back into another "Search" series in the near future. Our next adventure? Tacos. Figuring out the next food choice wasn't easy . . . there were countless hours of painstaking research that went… Continue reading Coming Soon: The Next Chapter in our tasty “Search” series . . .
With apologies to W.C. Fields, it had to be Philadelphia. Over the last several months, our search for the perfect Cubano saw me and Linds B make our way through a solidly righteous collection of foodie towns from Harrisburg and Reading to Lancaster and Elizabethtown. But when we decided it was high time to… Continue reading Running the “Philly Special” in our Search for the perfect Cuban sandwich
In case you haven't noticed, soccer is hosting their quadrennial beer garden party with soccer matches included in the price of admission. And it's really a pretty big deal, unless you're an American. This year's host of the FIFA World Cup is Russia . . because of fucking course they are. And contrary to popular… Continue reading If Game of Thrones had a baby with the Super Bowl . . it’d be the World Cup
Some time ago, I wondered what had become of all the public pay phones that used to dominate the landscape back in the day. It quickly became obvious to me that such a query possessed the kind of antiquated heft to which anyone born after the year 2000 could not relate. I was able to… Continue reading The dark side of vintage life