Sometimes life forces hard choices; some choices are easy.
My father’s family, the MacNamaras, had a great saying: “Never stand when you can sit. Never sit when you can lay down.”
We’ve been married for more than 35 years. It almost ended this past Christmas Eve.
If I meet somebody who lives near me, and they want to know which house is mine, all I have to say is “It’s the Grinch House.”
You know what the problem is with Christmas… not enough commercialization.
“Intelligent Design” is such a steaming pile of horse shit — every time some dumbass says it, part of me wants to hit them in the head with a shovel.
Everybody else loses weight when they ride a bike. Not me. I’ve ridden more than 35,000 miles since 2010, and I just keep getting fatter and fatter.
I love playing tennis, but I only “tolerate” watching it. I’d love to be a fan, if I could scream obscenities, dress up like an idiot and bring in…
You know you have had enough of a long weekend party with the Pendejos when it’s Sunday and…
A month before his wedding, my son took 15 of his best friends on a bachelor party trip that included surfing in San Diego and at least one day trip to Tijuana.
I’d be willing to put more into political campaigns, if I had any idea how my money would help.
I was denied summer camp as a child. I skipped the college dorm life. For a few years, I filled the camp/dorm fake nostalgia with Newks tennis camp.
For 10 years of cycling, my mantra was always: “I don’t want to fix my bike, I just want to ride it.”
Recently, I got a new taste for what they mean by Sweet Home Chicago.
I missed the Lewis Black show in Phoenix for 2022. But here’s a reminder of a happier time, (2018) when I made the show and he read my little joke… with video.