Mike and Sara would golf every other day or so. Becky and I would drop them off at the course, and then have 4 or 5 hours to amuse ourselves.
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Tales
Hawaii 2024 – Come Sail Away
Monday, we hopped aboard a catamaran sailboat, and set sail for a little snorkeling along the reef near Keahuolu Point. The captain of the vessel was named Mike. Both Mike and I approved of his name, much to Becky and Sara’s amusement. We then dubbed his first mate to be an honorary “Mike” as well.… Continue reading Hawaii 2024 – Come Sail Away
Hawaii 2024 – Welcome to Paradise
Wind. We woke up before the sun but waited until twilight to get out of bed. Donning our clothes from the day before, we started checking the airline site again for any word about our luggage. The locator now said the luggage was in Denver (small comfort). We wouldn’t get an update until it actually… Continue reading Hawaii 2024 – Welcome to Paradise
Hawaii 2024 – To the Big Island
Last year, we were invited by our good friends, Mike and Sara to join them in February for up to two weeks on the Big Island of Hawaii. Realizing we hadn’t vacationed in over four years, we decided to go for it. The thought of returning to Hawaii after more than 20 years, over the… Continue reading Hawaii 2024 – To the Big Island
Hawaii 2024
In February 2024, Becky and I took our first vacation in four years, visiting the Big Island of Hawaii. I’ve created a series of posts chronicling our adventures. Each page contains multiple photo galleries that you can page through.
The Relation-ship
As long-time gamer and sci-fi fan, I’ve long thought about what entices me the most about this genre, and why I prefer some properties to others. -Mike
Days of Thunder
March 28, 2020 Last night, Chicago experienced one of our first thunderstorms. It was mild, as spring showers go, with only a half hour of good rumbles. Rory (pictured here as a composed figure in the right) has developed, in his advanced age, an aversion to loud noises. And as the elder role model has… Continue reading Days of Thunder
The Magic Shovel
July 1, 2018 The education of my daughter into the ways of the world continues… Julia: I went outside and Rory was very actively licking something out in the yard. I went over, and saw that he had caught a rabbit. Me: And he was licking it? Julia: Licked it to death, apparently. It was… Continue reading The Magic Shovel
D’oh!
5/12/2018 Julia: Dad, how do you spell dough?Me: D-o-h…actually D-‘-o-hJulia: No, Dad, dough like…Me: D-o-e?Julia: No. Dough! Like bread!Me Ohh. D-o-u-g-h. Just like the money.
A Father’s Pain
“Abort, abort, there are children aboard, say again, there are children aboard this plane!” There are moments in life that leave you forever changed. Those moments are etched into your psyche – moments that leave you scarred, maybe even a little broken. They reveal themselves when you least expect. For me, the scene depicted in the… Continue reading A Father’s Pain