Chica likes playing with my electric razor, which I really don’t use because I shave with a blade. Actually, I think she has a love/hate relationship with the machine because she seems to want to discipline it with vigorous swats […]
A few weeks ago, before the cold and snow of real winter, me and the kids enjoyed playing in the enclosed backyard Sunday mornings. Here’s just under thirty minutes of our play. Enjoy if you’ve got the time!
One of Chica’s favorite toys is my rechargeable neck trimmer. I didn’t offer it to her on this occasion so she didn’t seem very interested in the electric razor. But it was, perhaps, an interesting “existential” moment. I’m not sure […]
As a cat lover, critic of heroic mythologies, and observer of masculinity in general, I have a few thoughts to air prior to Tiger Woods’ unscripted press conference today at 2:00 pm ET at the site of the Masters golf […]
I didn’t do much work in the yard last year. Mostly mowed the lawn. Didn’t trim bushes or prune trees. But pruning and trimming were activities I contemplated off and on during the winter because trees were gradually transgressing, going […]
Maybe I should adopt my father’s “gloom and doom” perspective on life after all, after Baldo failed to perform his part of my bathroom ritual this morning. After brushing my teeth and shaving I did my due diligence by gradually […]
Cats, at least my cats, really like boxes. I don’t know if it’s the scent, a certain pliability when they lie in them, or the fact they can chew them up and spit them out. They’re part toy, part comfort […]
Baldo and Chica like to chase twigs, leaves, feathers, toy mice; any item I can tie to the end of some string, twine, or, especially, fly line. I have cut about fifteen feet of weight forward floating fly line–it’s actually […]
Here are my two newest friends. They live across the street. Their owners didn’t take much care of them during the first couple of weeks they were in the neighborhood. They would regularly cross the street and hang out here. […]