No luck there! Google is very scientific! Millions of tiny calculations has led the collective mind of the Internet to declare me the cutest man alive.
Years In The Making
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My apricot tree has finally produced an apricot!
Ooooo!
Ahhhhh!
Woo-hoo!
Um, anybody know a recipe that calls for just one apricot?
*This or That Thu...
three
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Toonman
pointed out
these 3 trees
about a year ago
maybe
longer
they stand in Riverside Park
near those stairs
which lead up to
Riverside Drive
...
Fair and balanced?
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I adore my hormones.
That is, I adore the bio-identical hormones that I purchase and apply to my
skin and not the poor levels of hormones that my ovaries p...
Talk of the Nation: RV Story
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Today while listening to Talk of the Nation on NPR I heard a story about RV
travel. Coincidence? Perfect timing? You mean to tell me someone out there
coul...
Spot the Error!
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It’s time to play a game, children! Can you find the error in Mitt Romney’s
iPhone App? I guess Team Romney forgot to stop at the iTunes store to buy a
dic...
Classic quotes, Vol. 37
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Here's a selection of some recent notable quotes, this time (again) all
from my very quotable 5-year-old daughter M-:
M- (apropos of nothing one day, after...
Dad's A- Z: K is for Kapalua
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Aloha readers! Yes, the LIAYF family is on a much needed vacation in
beautiful Maui.
It was Mrs. LIAYF and my 13th Anniversary last Wednesday and we are
c...
Top Ten Spaceman & Spacewoman Songs
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We're still up in space... but before we visit any more planets, here's a
few songs about the men and women who might be making the journey alongside
us...
The Taco Bell Drive-Thru Incident
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I pulled up to the Taco Bell drive-thru Saturday night with the rest of my
fellow junk food junkies and within seconds a presence began to hover near
my ca...
Cure JM, the Baltimore Running Festival, and Me.
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[image: Cure JM]
So I was going to write a short post about Cure JM, but then I watched the DadLabs
show and everything changed...
Kevin, who writes at A...
How to (Not) Caulk a Shower
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Just over 14 years ago, we purchased a house that needed some TLC. Or, we
can call it what it really was; a complete tear-down and rebuild. Same
difference...
Wanna know what I love??
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I love when you bend over backwards for someone, be it a friend, a husband,
a family member, a boyfriend, a colleague (who it is,doesnt matter) but you
ben...
In the Press.
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Dennis Miller: I don't wanna go on a rant here, but America's foreign policy makes about as much sense as Beowulf having sex with Robert Fulton at the First ...
I Can Do It Myself, Thank You
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We took Ella out for ice cream this evening. This was her second time
tasting the treat (or as Matt likes to add, that you (me) know of…)
Naturally she lov...
Or To Put It Another Way
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"Sorry I'm late. Also, I forgot deodorant and please tell me I left
contact solution here," I said when E answered his front door the other
night.
My hair...
Lucky in Love: The Weenie’s 13th Anniversary
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WARNING: If watching cheesy couples makes you as sick as it does me, do not
click on the link below. Mr. Weenie and I celebrate our 13th anniversary on
Mon...
Sunday Secrets
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PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail
in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.
-----Email-...
You say potato, she says nuts.
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It is a rare moment in time. I’m playing with all three kids at once and
as I playfully lift GirlyGirl over my head, Swee’Pea and TheMonk, jump
around me ...
I Am Afghanistan
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If you’ve been here from the beginning you might remember my original major
in college was photography. Somewhere between the demise of Bobst Boy’s
LiveJou...
Running Opens Doors
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Some months back, as I ran counterclockwise around the small city park and
passed a man who was running clockwise, I thought, "That's some friendly
Belgia...
I’m not *insert your concern/accusation here*
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{source} I have been quiet of late. Not because I have stroked out again.
Not because I am attention seeking. Or because I have submitted to the
mythical b...
pull me out from inside
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In the end, we are all just souls. Divesting ourselves from our red blood
cell cages and bending the calcium which whitens our bones. In the end, our
trap...
Six Figure Summer
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A couple of years ago I did an August novel writing month with some
friends. I think it was a huge success and after tons of editing (along
with a lot of r...
Stages
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At every stage in my daughter's brief life, I have thought things were
kinda rough. I'm being dramatic, of course, because rough is relative here.
But hist...
Operation Get Outside This Summer
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Last summer we didn’t spend enough time enjoying where we live. I don’t
know if it was getting stuck in a rut or what, but this summer I really
want to ...
Embracing the happy in birthday
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Today is Lessi's second birthday. As I look back upon memories and pictures
from the past couple years, I simply smile. While fatherhood can be as
compli...
Operation Australia-to-San Francisco: Complete
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Our move is complete. We have arrived in San Francisco!
And I can now say with much certainty, that San Francisco must be the
mac-daddy of all cities.
O...
Smiles and Tears
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Again I have lapsed, my friends. My life is very busy. I have lots to do
and have rediscovered the joy of reading in a quiet house. I haven’t
actually watc...
Umm, ya, just whatever..
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No power, no Internet,
The darkness, the candles,
Battery driven lanterns
And one piano..
I played piano.
Side lit by a lantern,
My fingers cast long odd
S...
Dickey's BBQ Pit - Shakopee, MN
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Finding the best BBQ in our stomping grounds is a bit of a quest. There are
a few chains, a few restaurants who offer some sorry excuse for pulled pork
alo...
Mother’s Day
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Today was Mother’s Day so I sent the wifey out with a friend for a massage
while me and the kids worked on a cake for her: Unfortunately though, it
turned ...
It's all been done
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It seems North Carolinans and President Obama have raised quite the
hullaballo about same-sex marriages again this week.
This is an issue I'm fairly opinio...
Things I didn't know about peacocks
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[image: Untitled]
They look like magical creatures you only read about in fairy tales,
[image: Phil]
they also come in white!
[image: Untitled]
they love to ...
The Conversation
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"After more than a year of living together under the same roof,
what changes would you like to see in me?"
"Height."
Lessons from the curt conversation:
...
Rockland Grey. Doin’ Work
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Under the Lights at Rockland Veteran’s Memorial Stadium My boy’s 13 & 14
year old Junior League team had a game last night at the stadium. We are
very lu...
Last breath of April …
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Should you be concerned that the last you heard from me was on 4/20?
Should you? No, really not. The day passed with no out-of-control homage
from me. ...
Still on a Break
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Yeah, I know it's a lot longer than I intended it to be, but I am dealing
with a close family member who has been diagnosed with schizophrenia, and
it's be...
The Absence Of Winter...
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It is 9:31 pm on Saturday and it is uncharacteristically quiet in my home.
The sounds of my fingers hitting the keyboard is reminiscent of a brook,
tucked...
On the future of this blog
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Dear All - It’s come to my attention that some people have this blog on
their RSS feeds or Google readers, but do not follow me via other social
media. I j...
Blah.
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So, today was a peculiar day. I woke up in a crappy mood, as per usual, got
in the shower and then got ready for work. I had picked out an outfit which
I...
A to do list
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Some things just look wrong, and that wee redirecting post sitting up here
was one of them.
We've been to New Zealand and returned and all was fantastic an...
The Face Painting of James Kuhn
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Hovering somewhere between freaky, scary, interesting, inspiring, and
freaky (again), is the face painting of James Kuhn. I wish I could say this
was only ...
Because I Didn’t Know What to Say This Morning
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Dear Friend, We’ve known each other for 20 years. I’ve known you since you
were a gangly teenager with a goofy smile and a wonderfully warped sense of
humo...
Callista and the Free Republic
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Newt Gingrich said that the next First Lady, his current wife Callista,
"describes herself as being a cross between Nancy Reagan and Laura Bush
with just a...
Proper Apologies
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I get that texting has become the norm for communicating with friends. Hey
let's grab drinks. On my way. Running late. It's quick, efficient, and lets
peop...
Long Time no BB
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I'm not really sure why I haven't killed this thing, why I leave it up for
some person from work to find it and figure out how much of a sick freak I
am. R...
Well Hello!
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It’s been a long time. The last real post I did was on April 10th. I did a
re-posting and a simple tribute post since then, but really haven’t written
anyt...
They didn't even have gravy...
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You may have missed that I spent a few weeks in Turkey. Right before the
PKK events of late and the earthquake in the town of Van. I stayed in that
town. ...
Fairy Doors Redux: Evil Undead Edition
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I have a good friend who’s locally famous (internationally, if you count
the blog) for his fairy doors. And I have a five-year old obsessed with the
macabr...
Sane Baltimore
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Last year my wife had to go to Delaware for work. I joined, because going
to Delaware sounded exotic. Anyway, Delaware is as boring as its 55 MPH
speed lim...
Update
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Hello hello!!!
I have had the great fortune of just getting to spend a little over a month
in Europe, visiting family and my girlfriend! I am just getting ...
Buh Bye Blogger! Moving to WordPress.
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I am no longer posting to this damn Blogger blog. My new site can be foundhere,
and the name is changed to *Leftwing Nutjob*..which is what it should be
an...
Hide and Seek in Flatland
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So, I’m clinically a psychopath, a friend impassively informed me over
instant messenger. I got tested and stuff.
“Oh yeah?” I replied, equally coolly. “C...
Apocalypse No
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May 21 has come and gone, and we're still here. Apparently Harold Camping
misinterpreted something in the Bible. Imagine that -- somebody
misinterpreted th...
I'm Alive...
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Sort of.I have taken in two teenagers. Siblings, 17 and 15. My son likes
the 17y/o and the 15 y/o likes my daughter.I sleep with my eyes open.Their
parents...
Dead or Alive
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Yesterday my boyfriend had food poisoning and spent all day throwing up.
Here's a string of texts we sent each other last night. I'm nothing if not
a suppo...
And So I’ll Go…
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I have been a bad blogging hostess of late. Truth is, there just hasn’t
been much I feel like talking about here. It took me a while, but I’ve made
my peac...
Get This Party Started--Again
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What the hell. Here is the link to my new
blog. I only have one post so far.
Those of you who gave me your email addresses, I will still invite you. But...
Debauchery and Illness
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Well true believers, your intrepid blogger has had one hell of a weekend
thus far. The pinnacle was on Saturday night where a friend and I hit some
bars i...
6 comments:
Too funny!
Yeah he is... but then when the sun hits your bald spot in a certain way you are too!
Nothing like hogging all the SEO, eh?
;-)
Great shot . . .
Shelli, of course, I couldn't have done it without you all. You believed I could do it!
SJ, that's the source of my power. I blinded the Google robots.
Tysdaddy, hey, you're welcome to go for "Who's also cute?" (I had to get this video before those fickle robots chose someone else).
Cute AND lucky according to the video! :-)
No luck there! Google is very scientific! Millions of tiny calculations has led the collective mind of the Internet to declare me the cutest man alive.
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