Monthly Archives: August 2011

National Toasted Marshmallow Day

August 30 was National Toasted Marshmallow Day.  No, for real. I can’t make this stuff up.  Well, I certainly COULD, but I’m not.  I swear.  My wife has a crazy sweet-tooth, so I tend to believe her when it comes to news about sweets. 

She brought this to my attention earlier this week and suggested that we start a fire in our backyard and make s’mores.  Because our last attempt at starting a fire went so well…  Ahem, sarcasm!  Cough, cough.  Needless to say, we still had some fire wood left over!  We also have a small fire pit that previous tenants left behind, and we’ve had an itch to put it to use.  Furthermore, for this past Christmas, my wife requested a cast pie iron often used to make “pudgy pies.”  Since I’m not much of an outdoorsman, those haven’t been put to use yet either.  You guessed it, we decided it was time to break those bad boys out and do some work with a bonfire.  Continue reading


Motoring Monday – Rules of the road and terminology

There was only one logical choice to kick-start this series with, and that’s the very basics – the unwritten road rules and the lingo that goes along with it.  This post will mainly concentrate on American jargon, but I will add some British slang just because I think it’s cool.  Aaaand we’re off… Continue reading

Motoring Monday

I think it’s about that time, folks.  Time to unveil a brand new series to brighten up your week.  Ever wonder what life would be like on the road?  To be able to throw responsibility out the window, put the pedal to the metal, rubber to the road, and live free?  Have you ever stared enviously at a long line of bikers riding by in a pack, wind in their hair, leaning back with their legs stretched out in front of them, wondering just where they came from?  Well that’s what I’m here for!

Being a biker is very near and dear to my heart.  It’s something that I am very passionate about for a multitude of reasons.  I don’t think there is anything on Earth that can match the rush of riding free on a motorcycle…at least not the prolonged, sustained rush of riding for hours at a time.  For me personally, it serves as a spiritual escape.  It offers a glimpse of God’s creation like no other.  You can’t even compare it to riding in a convertible.  It’s just not the same.  Having sheet metal wrapped around you severely limits your view – it’s not like you can look down and see through the floorboard. 

I’ve started a misguided effort to introduce the common person to this rugged way of life.  I’ve given you my playlist that I created to get my mind right before I ride.  I have also noted my affinity for the “low five.”  Have no clue what I’m talking about?  Don’t worry, I’ll lay out all the details in the coming weeks and/or months (depending on how this works out).  Now it’s time that I get it together, get my thoughts organized, and answer all of your questions.

I will use this forum to explain things about the biker lifestyle to the common lay-person.  I will relate the biker way.  I’ll explain the terminology.  I will list the different types of bikes and point out why they’re not all created equal.  Lay out the reason that you get to gaze in awe when seemingly hundreds of bikes go roaring by.  And I will let you in on some of the dream destinations for bikers. 

So grab some sunglasses, throw on a helmet, strap on, and hold on loosely.  It’s gonna be a long ride.

Consider this just an introduction.  If you have any specific questions regarding this topic that you have always wondered and would like to have answered, then email me.

Thank you, that is all.

Fresh Meat Friday – My turn!

It’s baaaaack!  After a long hiatus, Fresh Meat Friday returns with a slightly different spin on it.  Instead of coming from the mind of a derby girl, who has actually lived these stories, this time I’ll be the one laying down the details.  Which technically means this won’t be considered a Fresh Meat File by definition.  But in a sense I’m still a noob to the sport, just in a fan capacity and not a participant.  Being a dude plays a fairly large role in that part.  So let’s get right to it, shall we?  Yes.  We shall.  Thank you for being so agree-able.

I have been waiting to write this post for almost as long as I’ve had this blog.  As a small child, I remember the wonderment that roller derby brought to my mind.  Then, just a couple of years ago, it was brought back to my attention.  I started noticing several articles and advertisements in the local newspaper regarding an upstart roller derby squad – the Cornfed Derby Dames.  Since then, I have kept an eye out for anything regarding the quad-wheeled demons of skating rinks across the country.  Drew Barrymore released “Whip It.”  Larry the Cable Guy featured the sport on his History show, “Only In America.”  I also found out that it was featured in one of my favorite shows, “Psych.”  And that’s when I found out that one of my friends had been starting her career in the sport.  So I reached out to her about guest writing on this blog and sharing her tales.  From there, Fresh Meat Fridays was born, and you know the rest of the story.  If not, then you should read up on the rest of the mini-series. Continue reading

Indiana State (un)Fair

This post was supposed to be a light-hearted, jovial story about my first experience at a rodeo and my annual trip to the demolition derby, but due to recent events, it’s just not gonna work out that way.  I have had an outline for this post for a couple of weeks already, anticipating what I expected.  Naturally it was divided into three sections: the rodeo, the derby, and the food.

And then Saturday, August 13th happened.  The devastating tragedy left the Indiana State Fair closed the following day, and it re-opened on Monday morning with a memorial service for the fallen spectators.  The rodeo that was scheduled for Monday evening was cancelled.  All of my one-liners referring to the rodeo suddenly don’t seem as funny. Continue reading

“The Wrong Way” – Visiting my parents & getting ink done

Over the weekend, my wife and I ventured back to my homeland.  And by that, I’m not trying to imply that I’m from some other country, although it certainly feels like it a lot of times!  No, we merely made the voyage to southern Indiana to spend some time visiting with my folks.

Each time I make the trek, there are certain requirements of places I absolutely must frequent before I flee the area once more, and this trip was no different.  Before I ever left my house, the weekend was pretty much laid out.  We would sleep in Saturday morning, then make our way to Angelo’s Pizza for lunch.  I stepped up to the counter and ordered about one of everything…quite literally.  Between the salad, large pizza, and large stromboli, I had to top it all off with 2 orders of THE best bread sticks in the world.  Hands down.  Bar none.  And it was worth every calorie-filled bite.


Then it was time for dessert.  My mom suggested that we wash all of that down with a frozen hot chocolate from Santa’s Candy Castle.  It’s much like a milk shake, but tastes just like hot chocolate.

Santa's Candy Castle

We capped off our tasty tour of the tri-state area by saddling up to a buffet dinner at Moonlite BBQ.  We all filled our plates with heaping helpings of macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes and gravy, creamed corn, green beans, broccoli casserole, ham, bbq pork, mutton and chicken, and fried shrimps.  Yes, “shrimps.”  I chugged as much iced tea (southern-style sweet tea, mind you) as I could handle, then went back for the dessert buffet and grabbed some chocolate pecan pie, strawberry cheesecake, chocolate eclair, and ice cream.  Then I requested a wheelchair to get back to the car!

But all of that is completely beside the point…I just wanted to rub it in a little bit.  It was the unannounced stop afterwards that caught my wife and I completely off guard.  Continue reading

Dr visits – The journey to good health

For the better part of a decade I haven’t been to a doctor of any sort.  I have prided myself for being able to stay in good enough health to avoid doctor’s offices.  That is, until I got married.  My wife has been pretty insistent about me getting checked out.  And I really don’t have a good reason not to.  I have insurance.  I have gobs of bad family history with health issues.  Truth is, I might be a little scared.  I may be a little worried that I’ll find out that I’m not in as good health as I would like to believe.

Guess what.  I’m not.  Upon the wife’s urging, I started making appointments with doctors of all sorts.  She referred me to her eye doctor in our area, so I scheduled an appointment there.  I heard about a dentist located somewhere around our city that had massage chairs in the exam rooms, so I did some research and set a date to have my mouth hosed out.  I am currently in the process of finding a good family practice doctor and scheduling a time to see him.  <–  That one kind of frightens me…I’m more than a little worried about what might come to light from the results of a physical and blood tests.  But I need to get it done and make any corrections that need to be made.  Ignoring it will only make things worse, much worse, in the long run. Continue reading

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