The Dollar House

“Rehab Addict” on HGTV featured a house that was saved from demolition and restored to its original(ish) beauty. The home was purchased for a dollar. It made me think about what’s important in life. Hint: it’s not money, although that’s certainly …

The Monster Hickey

So last night I went to my physical therapy appointment, and my PT dude put some new moves on me. While he was working on my shoulder, he manipulated a few vertebrae that ended up significantly reducing some tension in my arm. I had no idea it had…

The Snooze Button

I don’t mean to seem 76 instead of 36, but sometimes I play a game in the evenings. It’s a game in which I see how early I can get to bed. Tonight is one of those nights. After work I went to my shoulder physical therapy, checked in on my honeymoo…

The Pigeon Buffet

Every morning on my way to work, there’s a stretch of Beach Boulevard that draws birds from miles. These winged creatures, mostly pigeons, find the wide swath of grass that is littered daily with what looks like many loaves of bread. The birds are…

Weirdness.

Two friends walk towards a bar, but before they can go inside, they’re stopped by a man preaching. Nope, not the start of a joke. It’s a true story, and it happened this evening. I guess that’s what we get for going to a bar on a Sunday. It wasn’t…

Look at the Groom.

In 27 Dresses, cynical Kevin and perennial bridesmaid Jane realize they have something in common: each likes to turn to look at the groom when everyone else turns to look at the bride as she makes her entrance. My brother got married this evening,…

Sir Liberty

It’s that time of year again. Sign-spinners stand on street corners, catching the attention of passersby. I’m sure some also manage to cause an accident or two. Liberty Tax Service employs one of these sign-spinners near my office; it’s amusing to…

The world stopped.

I remember it like it was yesterday. Nobody had ever been powerful enough to stop my world, but he was. And he did. I’d heard before about the infamous and much elusive “time stood still” thing; I wondered what it would be like, and if it would ev…

I want the fairy tale.

I’ve never been frilly, never been that into pink. But I had a fairly lengthy Barbie phase, which then turned into a My Little Pony phase — ponies, that is. Ponies with chopped off tails. I tried to groom them, tried to make them less prone to be…