That Dialect Test
Finally did it and, whaddaya know, my dialect is distinctly Detroit/Grand Rapids/Toldeo. It’s almost like I was born in Michigan, raised by Michigan parents and spent most of the past 20 years in Ohio.
Read moreI have bacon, cinnamon rolls and champagne. Your Christmas breakfast is invalid.
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Either the world is a much stranger and random place than I ever imagined or else I have a really, really devoted fan. If you see some dude in Finland walking around in a Craig suit made out of my actual skin sometime soon, it’s probably this guy.
Read morePutting my new knife skills – and new knife – to good use. Smoky tortellini minestrone soup.
Read moreCooking class (knife skills), last minute Christmas shopping (mostly for ourselves) and then pizza and beer. Doing Saturday right.
Read moreAnna and I watching A Boy Named Charlie Brown on her 10th birthday.
Read morePost-Christmas party scotches at the secret scotch Mecca of Columbus.
Read moreSaturday morning, last day of being nine years-old.
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Picked up Michael Chabon’s “Telegraph Avenue” at the airport for my 4+ hours of unexpected bonus flying. Passage from page 10, as a soon-to-be new father is contemplating fatherhood: “Except it would never be over … You never would get through to the end of being a father, no matter where you stored your mind […]
Read moreAccompanied unaccompanied minors
My kids were supposed to fly home from Florida as unaccompanied minors today. Got to the airport and found out that because of a weather advisory in Ohio, they can’t fly alone. Airline policy. Too many uncertainties. I get it. But: For reasons not worth explaining, the kids HAVE to be home today and if […]
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