Rotisserie Chickens Save Boston (for real)

For anyone who ever wondered how much salt it takes to cover a city street …

I wonder if the Hardy Boys liked bruised bananas?

Ever wonder what happens to the fruit at the bottom of the pile? Yes, this is going to be another post about one of my recent trips to the grocery store. So, you know those nicely stacked pyramids of apples, oranges, lemons and limes that line the produce section of the Piggly Wiggly …

An ode to the Lunch Lady

I’ve never been a fan of lunch―mostly because the lunch lady that ran the kitchen in my elementary school and her fingerprints. She was nice enough, I suppose. I mean I don’t have any strange or scary memories of run-ins with her or any one of the women that made my midday meals, Monday through…

OMG please stop public grooming – PLEASE!

I read my horoscope today. I don’t usually read my horoscope but I’m traveling today and when I travel I have a tendency to read just about anything to help my mind forget it’s some 30,000 plus miles in the air. Major sidebar here – but why the hell does the lady in front of…

Girl Scout Cookie Survivor Guide 101

I HAVE A REQUEST … to all those parents of a cute-pixie-haired (or pony-tailed) daughter donning one of those green uniforms — you know, the ones with sashes covered in patches that read “Junior Crafter” or “Cadette Woodworker” or “Senior Locavore” … could you please, restrain them from bombarding me with anymore requests to purchase…

Is it strange to prefer a Powerbar over a frittata?

I have always lived a fairly regulated life – well, maybe that’s not entirely true. I mean there were those first ten years where I lived as I wished … meaning I ate when I was hungry (imagine that), slept when I was tired, and with the exception of the occasional chore or school project…

The Art of Chewing Loudly

he Art of Chewing Loudly Anyone that knows me, knows I harbor some serious resentment towards people that chew gum as if it was their meal on Earth. But because you can read about that here, I’m going to bypass the whole synthetic rubber topic and focus strictly on The Art of Chewing Loudly – sort…

Fast as lightening, skinny as a stick

My daughter is 5’7 – maybe even 5’8. She is smart (unfortunately for me a little too damn smart at times); thin and muscular (she’s an athlete; probably weighs 130 pounds, wears a size 2); she is nice (to everyone except her 12-year old sister); she is beautiful (really, I’m not just saying that ‘cause…

NEWFLASH: Breakfast cereal takes Viagra!

Anyone reading this in advertising? No, I’m not looking to hire, but I do have a question. And yes, I have written about this before – see the talking hot dog on the left if you’re so inclined. Have you seen the latest commercial for Cinnamon Toast Crunch? That’s not my real question … that’s…

Don’t let your heart kill you!!

Life’s Simple 7™ Because I live in Indiana, this research was geared towards fellow Hoosiers – however there are lessons here for all Americans, coast to coast … not just those of us who’ve settled in a fly-over state. In a recent study by the Center for Disease Control on heart health, Indiana and Missouri tied for…

What’s Your Impossible?

If you use Google as much as I do during a typical day then you undoubtedly saw today’s Google Doodle (yes, that rhymes – although I’m not sure if the folks at Google intended for it to do so).  Anyhoo, moving on … today’s little drawing (the one you can hover over and then a…