Channeling Your Inner Self

Quality TV is still available.

With my work and family commitments I have very little extra time, so I try to spend it wisely. That’s why I watch cable shows about ancient aliens, digging for buried treasure, and how to survive in the wild with just a piece of string.

Considering the History Channel just ran a marathon of The Curse of Oak Island over the holidays, I’m obviously not the only guy who likes to watch this stuff. Women? Not so ...

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Marriage Is A Funny Thing

Married folks always have great stories. Some stories are more amusing to one spouse than the other.

Over the Christmas holiday, we went home to Arkansas to visit family. Christmas seems to be the time when everyone whips out their favorite story on another family member, but the stories spouses tell on each other normally are the best.

My mom’s friend is like many women when it comes to automobiles. She knows how to operate one, but isn’t too keen on any ...

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May All Your Christmases Be Bright

Christmas is what you make it.

Some people look forward to Christmas. Others just try and find ways to get through it.

When you’re a kid, you think about yourself. Christmas is about you and Santa. When you grow up, reality sets in.

If you’re a young parent, you want your kids to have the best Christmas ever. If you’re a grandparent, you simply want to see your children and grandchildren. If only for a short time during the holidays.

What I remember most ...

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Thanks, Billy Joel

We got into my friend’s car and Billy Joel came on the satellite radio.

I began to sing along. It was an album cut. Not one that had been played much on the radio almost 40 years ago.

I knew all of the words. My friend pointed that out.

For Christmas in 1977, I wanted Billy Joel’s new album, “The Stranger”. Specifically, I wanted it on 8-track. I’d been driving for about a year, and no self-respecting teen left home without his or ...

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Bringin’ Home The Bakin’

Biscuit making is a lost art.

There have been many great advancements in civilization, but I have to say that canned biscuits isn’t one of them.

Pillsbury Grands, the flaky variety of course, are about as close to homemade biscuits as you can get, but they’re still nowhere near as good as biscuits made by the hands of an experienced biscuit maker.

This came to mind at Thanksgiving after eating my brother-in-law’s famous yeast rolls. It’s not his recipe (it came from one ...

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