I don’t like Mondays. And I need to get over it. Mondays are a gift from God. Really, they are. Unfortunately, for me, they are like the ugly ties or PJ bottoms that your mother gives you for Christmas. No… Continue reading

How does a conversation about pink hair evolve into a lecture on welfare and subsidies? Why is a 46 year old man talking about pink hair? Teenagers. My 14 year old, Shelby asked how old she had to be to… Continue reading

The 4th is over and the Big Green Egg is cooled off and resting. It was another fabulous feasting frenzy. I fired it up Wednesday night for the big slow cook that would ultimately provide much of the meat for… Continue reading

Disclaimer: Nothing in this post insinuates in the least bit that my daughter, Keely, is less than a fantastic cook. I have indicated before that she has God-given culinary skills. She just hasn’t embraced them yet. That could be the… Continue reading

Happy 4th everyone! As fitting, we are celebrating our nation’s freedom with a massive Big Green Egg cook today. Everything you see here and probably more. Once it’s fired up I’m digging through the deepest recesses of the fridge hunting… Continue reading

In Getting Out, I chronicled my efforts to get reimbursed by Sports Illustrated for a magazine subscription. The journey has ended. I won. After a dozen calls of getting passed on to different people in different companies, I ultimately circled… Continue reading

I’ve been doing some follow up thinking to Icky Feelings. A man thinketh too much… Sometimes when I get the icky feeling that someone doesn’t like me, my first impulse may be to win that person over. Enlighten him to… Continue reading

Robin asked, “How about the Saturn over there?” I didn’t even look. “No thanks.” “Ok, no problem,” Robin replied. Then Sandra turned to the Saturn. “Oh, I like that.” Game changer. It was all over from there. That exchange led… Continue reading

“It’s heavy”, my dad said referring to the Jazzy motorized wheelchair that a friend is letting him use. He wanted my help getting it into his house. “Ok”, I said. Not real worried about it, I thought. He’s 76 and… Continue reading

This site is called Random Thoughts, so here we go. I may lead to a point. I may not. I’m not sure. I don’t have one in mind right now. Just a thought about how my iPhone is making me… Continue reading

Not everyone likes me. And news flash! Not everyone likes you either. Yet it does bother me at times when I get that icky feeling that someone doesn’t, well, appreciate the fullness of who I am. As I get older… Continue reading

  This is what happens when you expect something to do that it wasn’t designed to do. The bucket was made to carry paint or water or dirt or use your imagination. The engineer didn’t ponder its potential as a… Continue reading

My two angels returned from Sin City of the Southeast. Unscathed. I’m sure that part of my teenage daughters’ excitement was the anticipation of being out from under the iron clad control of mom and dad for a week. Ha!… Continue reading

I am not God. And that should make most people very happy. I would art NOT be “a God full of compassion, and gracious, long suffering, and plenteous in mercy…(Psalm 86:15). Especially when it comes to people complaining. We complain… Continue reading

  That little light brownish/gray object on the right side of the screen (double entendre) is a bug. He looks like a dwarfed armadillo. I don’t know if he’s friend or foe, harmful or innocuous. Two things I do know.… Continue reading

I was chatting with a friend recently…I should say talking. We weren’t chatting. We were face to face, not face timing, not Skyping, not texting. I know, it’s hard to believe. This friend was frustrated because someone was placing expectations… Continue reading

  I was running on the beach yesterday morning trying to ease my conscience. The half pound charbroiled burger with homemade pimento cheese and fried green tomato toppings from the night before weighed heavy on my mind and belly. Once… Continue reading

Pot. Crack. Soup. I was cleaning out the car and this was the list scribbled on a sheet of paper that I found. Sandra’s handwriting. Hmmm…I was bewildered. Confused. She has lost a lot of weight recently. Is this her… Continue reading

I know that you have anxiously been awaiting a follow up to my Ugly Sandals misadventure. Good news to report. Rack Room took my ugly shoes back with no questions, but I didn’t buy anything new. In a 2am up… Continue reading

Following up to my post Friday To Friday, it’s important to note that on any weight loss program, there will be days that we fail. There will be mornings that the scales read more than the day before. Sandra and… Continue reading

On the 2nd day of March 2013 I weighed 206 pounds. Today is June 18th, 2013 and I weighed in at 190. By the end of Summer the scales will read 185. Early on I would get discouraged if I… Continue reading

I dropped my girls off in Sin City today. The southeast version, the heart of Myrtle Beach. It was for a Young Life camp. Please God watch over them all. I took the route that I always take and the… Continue reading

At O’Charley’s last night Will kept flipping through the Rolodex of pies. Each card had a big picture of a slice of pie. Of course after 20 minutes of pie viewing, what did he want? The marketing/mind control department at… Continue reading

We can persist in confidence on some matters. My 1994 Infiniti J30 has a rear center seatbelt strap, but for years we’ve never located the latch for it. Of course, the only times we’ve ever looked were when out of… Continue reading

I learned something recently. Yes, even an old dog, like me. Leaders can’t be lax or lethargic in their leading. Sandra and I went to the Cinnebarre to see a comedy. It’s sad what people call funny these days. But… Continue reading

I want to grill hamburgers tonight. Really good, mind blowing burgers. I’ve been thinking all day of the best way to cook them that doesn’t involve the Big Green Egg. I’m out of lump charcoal and if you’re going to… Continue reading

My son can teach me the most profound lessons. Accidentally. Will was helping me outside and a couple of times as we were walking here to there I restrained the impulse to tell him to move, get out of the… Continue reading

Just go to the store for your magazine fix. Don’t, by any means order a subscription. Getting it cancelled is a pain. Harder than getting my daughters to keep their room cleaned. I’ve been on the phone twice now with… Continue reading

I don’t have a shoe fetish, but I know no one who is as picky when it comes to shoes. Unlike my brother in law Joel. Just give him a pair of shiny white Reeboks from 1983 and he is… Continue reading