The weekend came and went pretty fast, and now it’s back to the weekly grind. Janine and I grafted ourselves to the couch, and spent ten hours engrossed in the blu-ray version of Third Season of Vikings, the show on The History Channel. It is difficult for us to find a series that we can both enjoy, and it is not often that I will sit down for a ( Read more... )

“Gotta catch’em all…” I held out for a couple of weeks. The “Pokemon Go” app was released on July 6th across all the social media platforms, and was an instant success. Me, being the knee-jerk contrarian and iconoclast, announced that I wasn’t going to join the herd of hipster zombies playing the game. But, watching everybody have fun, and ( Read more... )

The clouds indicated that it was going to rain sometime Sunday afternoon, but the plants in the front yard just couldn’t wait. So, I hauled out the hose, turned on the faucet, and started spraying down the hastas, azaleas, and various flowers in the island of the front lawn. Janine puts a lot of time in planting them. The least I can do is make ( Read more... )

The Badge, the Gun, the Uniform ( Read more... )

With a sigh of resignation, I walked into the Locker Room, unlocked the door to my locker, and started gearing up for the day. Beginning with the supposedly "bulletproof" vest, I looked at myself in the mirror, and put on a uniform shirt over the Kevlar bulkiness, moving on to wrapping my waist in the Batman-styled duty belt. There's a velcro inner ( Read more... )

Popping a couple of pain-relieving pills designed for sleep, I crawled into bed with a book. After a few pages into a chapter of "Fear And Loathing On The Campaign Trail '72," muscles and tendons begin to unravel their grip, and despite Hunter S. Thompson's venomous humor, I began to finally, finally relax ( Read more... )

Other than a good vacuuming, the inside of the house doesn't look too bad. Although dishes pile up magically, almost as if they multiply ex nihilo, the house has (so far) avoided the entropic degeneration of descending into a neanderthal cave of temporary bachelorhood. I'll wash clothes and the bed linen on Sunday. But, the floor, this kitchen ( Read more... )

Bodhi's Bloody Maria: Begin by taking a handful of jalapeno-stuffed olives and a couple slices of Boar's Head Chorizo, and throw them into a highball. Pour two shots of Familia Camarena Tequila, and then fill to the top with Whiskey Willy's Original Bloody Mary Mix [with that Horseradish Bite]. Stir. Drink. Repeat ( Read more... )

"On receiving an interrupt, decrement the counter to zero ( Read more... )

My pectorals ache, and my arms hum with heat and vitality, infused as the muscles recuperate and rebuild incrementally, getting stronger with each workout. Along with the iron, I apply myself to the heavy bag, systematically strategic, almost philosophical with praxis in my approach ( Read more... )