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Blog postBack in 1977 when my beloved late wife Ellen and I were living in New Orleans my visiting uncle stayed at our house for the weekend after a long spell of fishing for tuna off the California coast. A deep sea fisherman his entire life, he was tired that day, but not so tired that he couldn't tell an interesting story.
Since I'll soon be older than dirt, I decided to share this tale rather than taking it to the grave with me. So, without further preamble, here we go...
"Twenty som -
Blog postWell, today I'm happy because I still have all of my teeth.
You see, it dawned on me the other day when I was feeling sorry for myself that I should be happier than bacon snuggled up against an over easy egg because even at age 72 I continue to have a full set of choppers.
Now, any New Agers, yoga teachers, Zen Buddhists, Positive Thinkers, or Enlightened Baptists reading this might be tempted to tell me, "Chet, there's nothing unusual these days about having your tee -
Blog postI'm usually pretty good at finding answers on the internet to any questions I have, but I'm stumped with this one.
So, I received my Covid-19 stimulus check a week or two ago. Without going into a rant about government incompetence, I unhappily reveal here that the paper check for $2400 is made out payable to both me AND to my deceased wife.
This is a problem because the bank will not cash a check payable to two people without two signatures. I'm still wonderfully close -
Blog postWhen I was a kid a zillion years ago, I absolutely loved the Tarzan novels written by Edgar Rice Burroughs and plowed through all 24 of them multiple times. I even admit to having digital versions of these books sitting on my Kindle as I type these words, waiting for an old man re-read in his dotage to journey him back to fond memories of the past.
Anyway, I was absolutely thrilled when my eldest son and his wife delivered a boy-child in 2007 and hooked my wife and me up with -
Blog postHere it is the first day after the fourth day of July, 2019, and I find myself annoyed, very annoyed.
In fact, I suppose I'm verging on pissed off, if you'll excuse my French.
Speaking of France, I'm wondering what kind of asphalt they use on their streets since apparently the French military can drive tanks through Paris during a big parade that weigh something like 62 metric tons each without ripping the macadam into something that looks, but certainly doesn't smell, -
Blog postEllen Schoenberger Day and I stuffed everything we owned in my 1966 VW bug in the summer of 1973 when we began our move to New Orleans after attending graduate school in Fort Collins, Colorado.
Probing my old brain this afternoon here in rural North Carolina as I wander through my memory palace almost fifty years later, I happily report that I can still vividly recall driving into northern Louisiana in our un-air-conditioned Beetle in early July and remarking to my young wife, " -
Blog postYesterday the supermarket down the street from our house had five apples entombed in a styrofoam and cellophane container with a "Today's Special" sticker touting the nice price of $1.99.
Since the cheapest apples at this store usually go for a minimum of $1.89 a pound, my hand suctioned up this deal the way a hungry frog's tongue curls around a fly.
You're perhaps wondering if there was a catch to this nice price for five apples wrapped up tighter than a plas -
Blog postI have a confession to make.
I'll turn 71 in January, but I haven't had a decent chicken dinner since the late 50's when my dear old Mom used to fry up a batch for our Sunday meal. Man, that chicken tasted great... in fact, it tasted so good it tasted like... well, like chicken.
And now, here it is sixty some years later, and I'm actually drooling, thinking about how real chicken used to taste.
Today, shoot, an epicure like me can't even find a frog leg tha
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