I wrote a while back about my changing attitude toward attending what once was the highlight of my week during the fall: joining 110,000 of my best friends in the Big House to watch my Wolverines play football (1). This growing aversion is not yet absolute, as my wife and and I joined the Homecoming crowdContinue reading “No mo’. A dozen supposedly fun things I’m no longer doing these days”
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fed up
It came to me on a trip to the dump. 2 dead microwaves made the visit imperative, and since we were going, we loaded up on the plastic, Styrofoam, and metal we’d dutifully accumulated. $18 for the privilege of unloading, and we left feeling lighter, as always. The 7 mile trip out may have gotten me revved up. AsContinue reading “fed up”
Martha!
Last week those of us with our nose in screens witnessed a spectacle no news feeder could resist: an old woman butchering the National Anthem before a baseball game. But it wasn’t just any baseball game, and the girl singer had won the hearts of boomers over 60 years ago. The game was the inaugural contest ofContinue reading “Martha!”
cowabunga!
I walk with quite a limp these days, and use a cane. My favorite retort to those who notice and ask, is “surfing injury”. Not a consequence of those many miles pounded in as I was pulled into the running craze, although I did curtail that activity because of achy knees. My formerly pit pat retirement left meContinue reading “cowabunga!”
burn, baby!
Ten years ago, today was one of those beautiful Ann Arbor early May days much like today might turn out. I write this by the fire looking out at cloudy and 45, but it’s early and I have faith in Michigan weather. Another day for sweats and shorts, in sequence for certain, and likely at the sameContinue reading “burn, baby!”
recipes II
It’s a wonderful thing when a patient becomes a friend. Such was the case with Valda from Kalamazoo. We found that we shared much in our views on food, music, and politics, and concern for the future of Kalamazoo. She became sort of a protegée, as I guided her along recipes, including some from myContinue reading “recipes II”
how lucky
Listening to John Prine’s Spotify channel last night got me thinking about a project I started years ago and now might be about time to deploy. I’ll link John’s song about this at the end, but first let me relate the details. From my birth I’ve been lucky. After a while you wonder what the pattern means.Continue reading “how lucky”
home improvement
I’ve learned in retirement that home improvement doesn’t always have to involve plaster dust, power tools rented from the hardware store, and a pallet of materials on your driveway. While such might be needed to elicit a grunt of approval from Tim Allen (1), your home is awaiting gentler ways to make it better. For sure, there’sContinue reading “home improvement”
