Let’s pretend for a minute that you care about fantasy football. You don’t, of course, because most people feel the way about fantasy football that too-cool adolescents feel about Barbies and Pokemon cards, but humor me. I just went through one of the most painful disappointments of my life, and I need a little empathy [...]
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There were days when I couldn’t feel my legs. Or my arms, for that matter. Pretty much my whole body ached for three straight months, and it was all my fault.
I attended my fifth consecutive Chicago Bulls Media Day last week, and it never stops being awesome. For 364 days of the year, professional basketball players act completely burned out in terms of talking to the press, but on this one day they come in almost excited to talk about what their summer vacations and [...]
It’s been ten years since I graduated high school, which means it’s been ten years since I put the finishing touches on my senior yearbook. You’d think that we, having graduated in the year 2000, would’ve been on the cutting edge of yearbook technology way back when, but we were not. Not really.
In just a couple of weeks, Wifey and I will be taking the Daughter to her first pumpkin patch, and this particular pumpkin patch is like the Rolls Royce of pumpkin patches. Technically, it’s an apple orchard, but they also grow pumpkins and offer hayrides and a corn maze and huge playground and a petting [...]
