Remind me to never fly on Jet Airways. The chances of me flying on the Indian airline are pretty slim, because I really have zero desire to visit India. But I will certainly put the airline on my own personal “no fly” list.
Well, 2018 is not getting off to a good start. I should have known this year was in trouble when I saw a woman get out of an expensive vehicle at the convenience store wearing pajama bottoms and slippers. That was a very bad sign.
Another new year has come, and there you are making the same old promises to yourself.
Merry Christmas! As I write this, Christmas for you is either today, or yesterday or tomorrow. For me, Christmas is still more than a week away.
I got my first tattoo when I was 18. It was in Wichita Falls, Texas where I was in a communications technical school in the Air Force. Like many dumb 18 year olds, my buddies and I decided it would be a great idea to get tattoos. I got a small black rose on my lower leg.
While the DVR has made watching television a better experience, we still can’t avoid all of those annoying commercials.
The flat Earth movement is a group that just keeps on giving. What it continues to give me is fits of laughter.
I am still full. It happens when I eat a Thanksgiving meal prepared by my wife. Her turkey is the single greatest culinary thrill of the holiday season.
Yeah, well, it has happened. The days of laughing and jumping and smiling and, especially, riding my motorcycle for the year are over.
Board meetings can be boring. There, I said it.
I get asked a lot of questions as editor of the newspaper. Many are along the lines of, “Can you even read?” Or, “Do you know what editing means?”