I think I’ve mentioned on a few occasions that I never seem to be able to do anything quite by the book. On more than one occasion have I tried to complete some more than trivial task, and as a result either reckless fun, madness, bodily injury, fires,...

I wasn’t about to spend all of my Sunday helping Tina move.. Well, that’s to say that I would, of course, have loved to do so, but long before Tina decided that she wanted to spend the day moving, I in turn decided that I’d spend the day having lunch...

.. While walking through town, Tina and I chatted pretty merrily about this and that and nothing in particular. About good times had and good times still to be had, and about good food to be had as well. At some point I even tried to stop and gaze at a...

In case you’re wondering, the answer is: 32 hours, three six packs, two margaritas, a healthy dose of heavy metal, copious amounts of junk food, two servings of chili con carne and some homemade nachos! In case that made you wonder even more, the...

There are at least six words I’d never in my life have expected to hear from the lips of a beautiful, young, blond girl in designer clothing: “Do you have any black metal?” – never the less, those are exactly the question that Tina posed the other day...