Archive for the Mid-50s Denny Crane Category


Valentine’s Day Flowers are for Kids; True Love is in the Rubbish Bin

  Love means never having to say, “you are SO IRREEEEEETATING.” Or at least it should near Valentine’s Day. But the Chinese Missus felt the need to say that again the other day, for perhaps the 10,000th time since we’ve been married.

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Junior Be Cruisin’ De World, Playing Dem Songs

Junior emailed me this morning that he would go ashore in Ecuador and Skype us in the afternoon. Which was great, except that he didn’t say whether this would be HIS afternoon in Ecuador or OUR afternoon in New Zealand. As it turns out, it was both — his 6 p.m. and our noon.   Win! […]

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Hubba Hubba — The Eyes Have It

  You would not think a new pair of glasses would be that big a deal. But you would be wrong. I allowed the Chinese Fashionista Missus to choose my new specs, and she boldy went where I had never gone before. Big, round and tortoise. Comments on my Facebook page include: “Distinguished”. “Great look.” […]

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Decking the Halls…

  The Baby Jesus won’t make his appearance for another four days in New Zealand. Meanwhile, we have done all the decking of halls that can be done. Unless we get way more halls. This “paparazzi blog” features Christmas stuff around the house, not actual peoples, who will come later.  Boy, will they come. Let […]

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‘Man Moments’ Involving Deadly Wooden Shards, a Bionic Arm and Charles Barkley

I’ve have a couple of “Man Moments” lately. You know, the ones that make the Missus roll her eyes way back in her head and think “what is WRONG with that man?” The most recent Man Moment involved wood shards, Charles Barkley and Killer Horror Chemicals for spraying roof gunge. But, honestly, the Wood Shard […]

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Waiting for the Missus

I’m waiting for the Missus, so I thought I might as well do something productive like, oh, I don’t know, read War and Peace, or possibly rebuild Rome. There is NO REASON TO PANIC even though, by my clock, which works, as opposed to the one in the kitchen that is always 20 minutes late, […]

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Heh Diddle Diddle … The Cow Jumped Over the Moon

Heh diddle diddle, The Cat and the Fiddle, The Cow jumped over the Moon. The little Dog laughed, To see such sport, And the Dish ran away with the Spoon.   As you can see, the Cat and the Fiddle are still in good shape. The Moon is a bit like me; worn at both […]

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