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TONGUE-IN-CHEEK ALASKANA
“Hey, Dad! Can I borrow your drill?” The unexpected sound of my son’s pubescent voice derailed my concentration from the excruciatingly maddening task of replacing a fluorescent bulb in my bathroom. I had ignored my wife’s pleas for several weeks in the hope that… Continue Reading “Dad’s Tools”
“Good morning, handsome!” It was February 1, and my alarm had barely stopped beeping. With a groan, I pried apart my heavy eyelids to peer blearily at my wife who was hovering over me with a cherubic grin. She planted a big juicy smackaroo… Continue Reading “GroundHog Day”
My wife and I are different in many ways. That’s a good thing. We kind of complement each other. We compliment each other too, but that’s beside the point. Like Jack Sprat and his wife, when faced by a challenge, between the both of… Continue Reading “Collecting and Divesting”
I had an argument with my wife the other day. It was during a nutritionally balanced breakfast of wild Alaskan blueberry hotcakes smothered in butter with birch syrup, Eggs Benedict smothered in Hollandaise sauce with caribou sausage and extra thick cut bacon, and grits… Continue Reading “The Diet”
There comes a point in the evolution of any great civilization which marks the apex of its rise. That, of course, is a good thing. This culminating moment of pomp, glory, power, and dignity will be the standard by which its character is remembered… Continue Reading “A Nation Asleep”
It is with a solemn heart that I must report some troubling news. I have been abandoned! My wife left me! She took our son, walked out the door, got on an airplane and went home to Mommy. She warned me that this was… Continue Reading “Bachelor Pad”
Chinook Howling 