NEW CASTLE —
NEW CASTLE —
Full disclosure: I hated the “Bad Boys.” Hated those dudes. If you were an NBA fan during the league’s heyday of Magic, Larry and Michael, you know exactly who I’m talking about.
This is an extra special edition of the Couch Potato, mainly because you don't have to read my rant this week. My friend of many years has a story to tell, entertainment-themed as always, and it's quite good.
If it takes using a tool to make home repairs, I tend to shy away from it. I didn't do well in wood shop, nor mechanical engineering class.
When was the last time you said, "thank you" to yourself? I've been a busy, busy girl lately. And by lately, I mean about the past several years or so.
Despite his best efforts to prolong his vengeful existence, Old Man Winter has met with what we can only hope was an incredibly painful and agonizing demise.
I've just learned that my 35-year career has suddenly come to an end. It was a little hard on me, hearing that my services were no longer needed. I thought being the Easter Bunny and hiding eggs was a life-long occupation.
So my wife and I went to see “God’s Not Dead” the other night. While this film certainly has its flaws, there’s also plenty to like, including a line that could give both sides of the argument a sensible starting point.
When the old Couch Potato is forced to take a long drive, there’s nothing better than plugging the iPhone into the stereo, hitting the shuffle button on the music list and seeing where the road and Apple’s processor takes you.
I hate it when posts on Facebook have to be explained to me. When did everything change? I have a great-nephew, and every time he says something funny, I need an interpreter to get the joke. Last week, I hit an all-time low.
What is your cosmic elevator pitch? I found this question today and wanted to throw it out there for a couple of reasons. Let me start by clarifying that I'm not asking what you do for a living, or how many kids you have, or even what you might write about yourself for an online dating profile.