Moving into town I ended up with some interesting neighbors.

Nothing beats the heat like a low-budget aquatic frolic.

Joe Walsh had an album called "You Bought It, You Name It". Seems like most people take that attitude when buying a car.

Some people are paranoid where they are concerned. They don’t want them in their homes. Others embrace them fully and not only invite them into their homes, but their lives at large. But who are “they”? What makes them so enticing? Are they friend or foe?

The British Invasion wasn't just a one-time thing. It's still happening one generation at a time.

How the world wide web could have kept me out of the junkyard.

It's not a super power, but being able to eat mass quantities of ice cream without getting sick could be a lifesaver.

Age teaches much, but too often causes us to forget what's important.