This quote comes from none other than the great Barney Fife. He was right, and that was decades ago. This is the twenty-first century. Everything has a battery in it. I have what seems like an abnormal number of things requiring batteries that require charging. Safety isn’t easy. Ever since I was hit by aContinue reading “We Live in an Age of Electronal Marvels”
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Are You Excited to See Me?
I was walking Woody and Ruth this morning, and saw a neighbor who was walking his dog. From about a block away, maybe two, the man’s dog spotted us. He was excited. He started jumping up and down, and spinning in circles. He was pulling on the lead, but his owner would not give in.Continue reading “Are You Excited to See Me?”
I’m the Student
Looks like I’m going to owe some money to the school district for which I work. Yeah. When you’re going to school, you pay. Learning costs money. When you become a teacher, you get paid to facilitate learning for others. Learning costs. Teaching pays. I am a teacher, and I get paid for my services.Continue reading “I’m the Student”
Once Upon a Time, I Made a Promise to a Girl…
That title sounds curious, doesn’t it? Sometimes all you need to get clicks to your site is a clever title. In this case, however, the title is true. It is no secret that I love bicycles. Such a simple machine, but can be life changing. It can be world changing! Burns calories. Saves money. SavesContinue reading “Once Upon a Time, I Made a Promise to a Girl…”
Don’t Tell Mom
Spencer and I used to say that to each other all the time. Any time we were doing something we knew she would not approve of, but we couldn’t wait to tell someone about, we said, “don’t tell mom.” Spent more money than we should have? Fine. DON’T TELL MOM. Bought something she thinks isContinue reading “Don’t Tell Mom”
Keep Your Eyes Peeled
I started commuting by bicycle a long time ago. It was so long ago I have to get my calculator to know for sure. Let’s see…I was living in Norman, Oklahoma, and had just started back to school. 1993. That is 29 years. Twenty. Nine. Years. Man. Time sure gets away from us. I neverContinue reading “Keep Your Eyes Peeled”
What is your point?
I’ve been asked this question a number of times, and so far, I haven’t come up with any solid answers. But let me give it a try. First, I can relate. To you. To pretty much every man ever born of a woman. I’ve been fat. I’ve been out of shape. I’ve felt sick. IContinue reading “What is your point?”