Okay, I’ll admit it. Wives can sometimes be annoying, but it’s extremely rare. My husband, Michael, would disagree with the latter part of this statement and would bring up our first visit to Krispy Kreme donuts to illustrate his point. It was a monumental event when Krispy … [Read more...]

I’m not one to make fun of another person’s misfortune. (Except when the misfortune is simply too funny to pass up, like when a bull gores a hole in some idiot every year in Pamplona. Even my local newscasters snicker at that one. Besides, if you’re willing to pay thousands of … [Read more...]

For those of you blessed with 57 channels and an expensive new bird roost on your roof, allow me to share what you're missing on broadcast television at one o'clock in the morning. There are people steaming things, people using ladders as origami performance art, people … [Read more...]

The Stevensborough Men’s Club (SMC) had its beginning when Lenny Bunczyk found a copy of "Start Your Own Secret Club" while rooting around at the dump. The thought of organizing a men’s group first entered his mind when he got his feet tangled in a discarded fan belt and came … [Read more...]

My husband and I have a baby every five years whether we need one or not. You could set your sundial by it. 1991 -- it’s a girl! 1996 -- it’s a girl! 2001 -- it’s a girl with an unsightly appendage! No, wait. It’s a boy! Granted, our multiplication timetable isn’t for … [Read more...]