Single digits got nothing on me. Flannel is a farmer’s best friend when the mercury plunges. On...
Year: 2014
The world moves in wonderful circles and a fine one was completed this morning. I’m honored, will...
The Polar Plunge caught most of Omaha with its pants down, oopsie. Not so out here on...
All in. 100%. Aye aye Capitan! Jump? How high? Train how? OK. Race when? OK. Race where?...
Pink Gorilla sold me yesterday. Their managerial efforts unparalleled in Nebraska. The most professionally conducted event that...
Passionate kisses. Cooking. Eating. Now that the garden has wound down these three things have moved up...
Some very good folk out here on our little slice. One in particular has demonstrated a golden...
I’ve sung the praises of Jim and Carol McLatchie for years. They’ve touched most of you and...
I hope today’s column spurs you, satisfying my credo of stimulation. In 2006 I was contacted by...
Cruel mistress. The marathon. Sixteen to twenty weeks dedicated to a single race, the Good Mother puts...
