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This morning's fun started out with a quick trip up the road to the garage to have the brakes mended after dropping Katie and Alex off at school. I honestly can't remember the last time the Traverse had a brake job. Seriously...I know she's had one in the distant past, possibly two but the brakes have held up remarkably well thanks to primarily driving on the motorways and using the engine braking more often than…

A few weeks ago, I spoke of a sister that I had never known other than by very rare mentions after watching a streamed performance of the play "Still. Birth." co-written by Robyne Parrish who at one point was the boss of the sister I'm writing to you about tonight. That of course is my sister Meghann who celebrates her birthday today and who I wish to have many happy returns of the day. I'll…

Every day, the headlines seem to be getting darker and grimmer almost by the minute. Hyper-polarisation of our political arena full of extremists on both ends of the spectrum screaming past each other rather than thoughtfully considering the other side's position and coming to some sort of a reasonable compromise in the middle. You know, kinda like we used to do in the not-so-distant past called the 1990s when you'd have politicians in the Senate…

I'm sure we all remember these lyrics which captures the essence of that morning you have (hopefully very rarely!) where you'd really rather had stayed in bed but couldn't thanks to all of the things to see and do and kids to schlep to school... Woke up, fell out of bedDragged a comb across my headFound my way downstairs and drank a cupAnd looking up, I noticed I was lateFound my coat and grabbed my…

After an exceptionally busy weekend volunteering with the Enloe High School Marching Band, I finally had an opportunity to see a performance of a play that was co-written by one of the most talented and amazing human beings I've ever known...Ms Robyne Parrish. I met Robyne for the first time in December of 2012 at the Gilbert Theatre in Fayetteville. Long story short, my sister had asked me to come shoot a dress rehearsal at…

Five years. Yeah, it came faster than I'd have ever imagined and it's why I've been a bit unsettled this past week or so. Five years. After all, that was supposed to be the length of the original voyages of the USS Enterprise on "Star Trek" for Pete's sake! Five years. That's how long "Babylon 5" ran on TV in the 1990s to complete one of the most epic planned story arcs in a series…

Some days, you really ought to just stay in bed! Seriously. Perhaps it's the lingering after-effects of the recent full moon which tends to bring out the crazies but today was full of completely mad buggers thinking that driving should be equivalent to "take out my Traverse in the most spectacular ways possible". I should have known that driving was going to royally suck when the approach to Enloe on a lane that is normally…

Only madmen could contain the thought, execute the act, fly the planes. The sane world will always be vulnerable to madmen, because we cannot go where they go to conceive of such things. We could not see it coming. We could not be here before it happened. We could not stop it. But we are here now. You cannot see us for the dust, but we are here. You cannot hear us for the cries,…

One of these days I'm going to learn how to ignore the siren calls of hubris (excessive pride, often leading to tears in the end!) when it comes to being handy at mending things round the house. It seems the universe takes a particular pleasure in making tasks that should seem utterly simple turn out to be the worst voyages of the damned I could possibly imagine. I do have a theory that this syndrome…

An open letter to Tom Dundon, owner of the Carolina Hurricanes hockey club. It's taken me a while to pen this little missive whilst I've come to grips with the decision to sign free agent defenceman Tony DeAngelo to a one year contract for the 2021-2022 season. I'm sure you've seen all of the hot takes over the past 24 hours since the free agency window opened and it's safe to say they've trended fairly…

Congratulations to Jeff Bezos and the intrepid crew on the first human crew flying aboard the New Shepard rocket for a successful mission above the line and back safely to the Earth! The line in question is one every Hungarian should be proud of because it's *OUR* line denoting the internationally recognised altitude where a craft is considered to have entered space. This is important for regulatory and jurisdictional purposes as aircraft and spacecraft operate…

In a manner of confession, this is exactly the thought I have when I'm filling up the Traverse at the petrol station and not just when the stations spike the prices thanks to the crisis du jour... ;) I didn't expect the people running the Colonial Pipeline to be IT wizards but when you're part of an industry that has more money than God, I do think it reasonable to expect that people who are…

Sir Richard Branson and the crew of Virgin Galactic's "Unity 22" mission just completed a successful trip to the edge of space topping out at an altitude of 282,000 feet. That's enough to make each of the members of the crew an astronaut and the era of citizens being able to experience space without having to go through the many years of training to become a professional astronaut is now upon us. I don't care…

Today we were visiting Julia's old neighbourhood in Clayton to see how her house was holding up many years after it had been sold after we got married. We hadn't even gotten near her house when we saw a yard that even Fred Sanford would have been moved to a one word observation: DAMN! We can only imagine just how thrilled that neighbourhood must be with a junkyard in their midst. But then we saw…

It seems like it was less than a week ago Nicholas had successfully earned a regular Class C driving licence and we were testing the waters vis-a-vis a car for him to use with the expectation of being lucky enough to find one by August. Oh wait, it was! And now we find ourselves with a black 2011 Toyota Camry LE in the driveway far sooner than we would have ever expected would be possible…

You might have noticed a recurring theme of "adulting sucks" in the previous posts when it comes to Nicholas and his impending driving being inflicted upon the driving public. One last obstacle remains...surviving the DMV licence examiners! Visits to DMV's licence offices are often such a joy and the weather certainly seems to be setting the mood alternating between brooding and overcast to dropping a fair heap of rain! We've armed Nicholas with as many…

Today's the day Nicholas and I assault the mighty mountain of bureaucracy known as the NC DMV and attempt to get his regular Class C driving licence at his appointment in North Raleigh this afternoon! Oh...joy. Welcome to "Adulting Sucks (DMV Edition)!" If you've not experienced the joys of getting a REAL ID from the DMV's driving licence offices, you truly have not lived a full life! Sherman...set the Wayback Machine(tm) for a couple of…

Another Father's Day has come upon us and I'd like to continue a new tradition of finding a random picture of Dad and giving you dear readers a glimpse into the story behind the photo. This one comes from our visit to Florida during Thanksgiving in 2008. The picture seems innocuous enough...two of the kid's three living grandparents at the time and two of the kids beating on the drums outside the Harambe Wildlife Preserve…