I’m a wannabe millionaire plumber from the heartland of Real America; what’s not to love?
Joe “The Plumber” Wurzelbacher hit the campaign trail in Ohio this week with John “The Maverick” McCain and Sarah “The Crazy Governor Lady” Palin.
I kinda felt sorry for Wurzelbacher during the media’s initial build-him-up-then-tear-him-down love affair with the plainspoken lug from [...]
Winning feels like a cherry coke made with real syrup.
Winning feels like pots and pans banged together in the cold autumn night.
Winning feels like a thousand whistles going off all at once.
Winning feels like the helicopter rides your dad would give you before you got too big.
Winning feels like that photo on the right looks [...]
The World Series entered some kind of weather-induced limbo last night, just as my Phils were on the verge of possibly, maybe, hopefully winning the city’s first major sports championship in 25 years.
Watching the game on the big screen at the Distillery sports bar here in Rochester, I couldn’t help recalling that old feeling from [...]
Since I started this blog more than four years ago, it has been published using the Internet equivalent of two cans tied together with a piece of string (read: Textpad and an FTP client). I convinced myself that this DIY-ethic somehow lent an air of old-school, punk, riot-grrrl cred to the proceedings. In fact, it [...]
