Nostalgia Tuesday: I Dig a Pony
Nothing to say about this one. Just thought it was cute.
Nothing to say about this one. Just thought it was cute.
This just may have been my favorite place in the whole world: Behind the wheel, on Pop’s lap, the smell of diesel smoke. I loved driving that old tractor. If only I could’ve shaken that pesky gremlin off the wing…
Somebody asked me the other day if I ever got a tattoo what image I’d want. I said I’d get a full-body portrait of myself, but 3 inches taller.
Cuffs were cool back then. So were the stonewashed jeans. And the plain white Reeboks. I have no delusions about the cardboard visor, though. That was never cool.
Mine was great. Fantastic dinner. Gametime with family. Guitar Hero showdown with the bro-in-law. Most difficult jigsaw puzzle in the history of jigsaw puzzles. Some really great, meaningful gifts. One of the best Christmases in recent memory. (Wish you could’ve been here KelLee!) Back in 1986 we had a great Read more…
Nothing witty to say today. I just love those trucks.
Happy Holidays from the demon child!
The most graceful woman ever was my grandmother. I love everything about this photo … the composition of the playground, the shadows, the person in it (of course) is perfect. And the thing it does that makes this photo most perfect, something that only the greatest photos do, is that Read more…
Give it some thought. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!