Fine dining explained.

I know it’s really the dessert fork, but I don’t like to share.

Hitmen have curiously productive gardens.

Our garden is actually doing pretty well this year (which is a change from the past two years when either the weather or the local moose population decided to ruin everything).

This year I built some raised beds for the vegetables.  The peas were especially hit hard by the moose last year and I wanted to design something to keep them safe.  I ended up with a contraption that is strong, sturdy, and will do it’s job.

I also did it in the most complicated way possible – proving once again that I possess a Y chromosome.

Some patients make surgeons nervous.

When I had surgery last spring, the doctors inflated my abdomen to create more room for maneuverability.  As far as I know, they didn’t twist me into different balloon animals while I was still under anesthesia.

It sure did feel like it though.

He finally accepted that he had gone to seed.

Earlier this week I was watching Sesame Street with my daughters.  Part way through the show was a clip that had a guest star singing with Elmo.  I had no clue who he was.  Not even an inkling.

I’m under no illusions.  I don’t think of myself as particularly trendy anymore.  I can accept not recognizing all the bands on Saturday Night Live… but Sesame Street?!

C’mon!

When did Sesame Street’s target audience of 3-5 year olds get cooler than me?

Mustachios – the manly snack food.

Would any snack really be worth the effort of both shelling AND shaving?