What dads really want for Father’s Day

Now that Father’s Day 2006 is officially over, passed on, moved beyond and successfully relegated to the annals of history, I want to give all the ladies (and their children) out there something to think about. I’m telling you this now, so you can mull it over (and over and over into ad nauseam) for […]

How to send Peter Rabbit packin?

Rabbits, they say, taste like chicken when you eat ’em. I can honesty say I don’t remember. I had rabbit when I was still young enough to be under double-digits old. I remember Grandma McDonald fried one up; I remember the small bones; the greasiness, but not what it tasted like. Last week, I mourned […]

It’s time to send Peter Rabbit packin?

Being a parent (and a darned good one, if I don’t say so myself) I used to spend a lot of time reading to the boys. Now that they are all grown up (ages eight and six, respectively) and read on their own, I can longingly only look back to those father/son times . . […]

Send those breast pumps to Iraq (really)

I know Memorial Day has passed. And, I am sure all of you at least gave a moment of silence for those men and women who sacrificed their lives in support of this country. But, we still have men and women in harms way. Whatever your feelings for the politicians who sent our forces overseas […]

Click-it or ticket

I know a number of law enforcement types. I can attest, they take their job seriously and wish to make a positive impact on the communities they serve. That said, isn’t their a better use of public funds (be they federal, state, county or local) than setting up two weeks worth of safety zones to […]

Moles, urine and cemeteries

Moles: In recent weeks, I have whined (rather unmanly like) about their existence on/in the property I pay taxes for . . . if they want to reside on said parcel, they ought to share the tax burden. Without rehashing by moleophobic tendencies, last week I wrote (in part): Every Oct. 23, from 6:02 a.m. […]

Of moles and men

It’s a sad and melancholy tale. A story of a man clinging to a dream with sweaty, dirt-stained fingers. Some surmise, sadly, his steadfastness to this dream is simpleminded folly. But I ask, what is wrong with a man wanting to live his life in a garden of his own creation? Why shouldn’t he reap […]

Jeff Foxworthy’s view of Michigan

Jeff Foxworthy’s view of Michigan I’ve seen Jeff Foxworthy on stage, in movies and on tv with three other stand-uppers. I’ve even read his book ‘You Might Be A Redneck, If.? He doesn’t call it that, but he has some You Might Be A Michigander, If’s. If you consider it a sport to gather your […]

Get a load of this!

Sometimes you get e-mail that makes you blush. And, while I am not talking about those XXX rated e-mails you think I’m talking about. No, naked women aside, once in a while a reader sends me something that is really, uhm, embarrassing. W-a-a-y back in March I received an e-mail from a Lake Orion High […]

Now that spring sprang . . .

Ah, spring time. The birds of a feather are flocking together, happily singing and swooning and looking for suitable mates. The daffodils and tulips have popped their heads out of the earth. Their colors vibrant and cheerful. I’ve been buzzed by bumblebees and surrounded by a cloud of pesky gnats. But, know what? It don’t […]