As you know, my cleaning lady has been terrible for the last year or so (after 10+ years of outstanding service). She cancels about one out of three times, always at the last minute. This week she just never showed up. My wife texted her. She’s in Poland. She never told us…

Now soccer is truly done. Banquet a couple of nights ago. The departing seniors. Soccer was a big part of our lives for the last 12 or so years.

I still rant and rave on a couple of anonymous Twitter/X accounts. Really unhinged stuff. Do you all do this? I never fully left Twitter.

It’s weird being unlocked. I suppose people could stumble upon what I’ve written. Like when I said our friend was pissed when we surprised her for her birthday. I guess she’d have to go on here and do a really specific word search to find that. Or the widow of the guy who drove into the house.

Earlier, I alluded to the crazy things that have happened adjacent to me. My good friend (X) from college married Y. She had an affair w/ another guy (Z) we went to college with. Z gave Y an STD and she was worried she gave it to X & that would get Y & Z caught. Y & Z dosed X’s sushi w/ antibiotics

My niece, in MA, applied to colleges in the stretch of PA through GA. She has gotten into colleges in NJ & NC and is waiting on more in PA, VA, NC, SC. My MIL *cannot* wrap her brain around this. She says “I think she’ll end up somewhere in Mass.” Uhh, no. She didn’t apply to any colleges in MA. 🙄

I’m 52. I raked leaves yesterday for two hours. It kicked my ass in a way it would not have 10 years ago. Don’t get old, folks. But more importantly, don’t get fat and out-of-shape. 😂

My son got his wisdom teeth out today. When he was coming out of anesthesia he asked the dental assistant if she smoked weed. She said “Not now. In the past.” 😂

Adult gift giving is a drag when you’re buying for well-off people who buy what they they want whenever they want & possess everything imaginable. It would be a great contrast to have a poor relative. “Here, Aunt Sally. I got this for you because I know your toaster has been broken for 2 years.”

Big ass black bear has been roaming all over our neighborhood for about a week. This is across the street, in my closest neighbor’s yard. He walked through our yard about a week ago. I was a bit jumpy when I put the trash out last night.

If Trump looked any more like a roadkill RFK Jr would cook him for breakfast.

My MIL is wondering if “streaming is going away.” I guess she means like all streaming. Going away. 🤔

My MIL bought 8 bacon-wrapped scallops for 10 people, which inevitably causes two people who would like to have them say “I’m okay. I’ll pass.”

BIL’s father (father of my wife’s sister’s husband) has a huge mass his colon. For months he’s been experiencing abdominal pain & alternating constipation & diarrhea. His doctor has been telling him not to worry about it. Now it’s not looking good for him. Man. These doctors who dismiss complaints.

We ask for a starting line photo. My son and his friend decide to take one with the totally strapped cops. 😂

2020, 2025

My wife’s friend owes me a small amount of money via Venmo. She and her husband are idiots, so I’ll probably never see it. Just one of those things that bothers me. She’ll just totally forget that she owes me money. She’s one of those people who isn’t on top of shit. Husband too. Details get lost.

food takes are what got jean valjean into trouble

Christmas is in a month. yay 😐

Congrats to this guy… Villanova University class of 2030.

Over the years I’ve experienced a few instances of people I know having really whacked out relationship things happen to them. Boy did it blow my mind. In a way, it’s more shocking than learning people you know died. One such instance occurred 10 yrs ago & I still think about it once a month maybe.

My son, 17, and his friends had a party last night at a farm (owned by his friend’s father). Apparently about 500 kids came. They had a DJ in a greenhouse. There was zero trouble. No fights. No hard drugs. Just a big fun beer bash with designated drivers. Refreshing to hear.

I am 52. Almost 53. Born in 1973. The youngest Boomer would be someone born in 1964. Therefore, I am not a Boomer. Gen X. That being said, I sometimes I catch myself doing or saying stuff that’s pretty damn elderly, even for a 52 yr old. So I could totally see a youngster calling me a Boomer. 🤷🏻‍♂️

It drives me nuts when people on FB or Insta say “Awe!” instead of “Aww!” in response to a cute or heartwarming photo. Awe and Aww are different words.

Last regular season game of his high school career. 😢

Little brother visiting big brother at college. Perfect fall weather.

I remember when my BIL couldn’t get his contacts from his old phone onto his new phone, so for a while he was carrying both phones and using the old deactivated phone to look up numbers. 😂

Over the last few years, myself and most of my close friends in town have turned 50, and we’ve done something fun, but not extravagant. Dinner out followed by a fire pit. Axe throwing for my birthday. Our youngest friend started to sulk b/c nobody was throwing her a party. But she’s not yet 50. 😐

I hate when people give Amazon reviews based on something other than the product itself. “I gave this book 3 stars. I would have given it 5, but the box it came in was damaged because my mailman dropped it. He’s a bad mailman!” Cmon dude. That’s not about the book.

There is no rhyme or reason to self-employment (my self-employment, at least). After the most profitable 7 or 8 months in 15 years, the last 2-3 months have been my quietest spells ever, w/ no new clients & not even any phone calls for matters I don’t want. I go from making money to not existing.

This is the way my Boomer cousin texts me to ask if we want to get dinner. How does one even compose a question in this manner? He gives a thumbs up and writes it as a quote? 🤔

I just have to send this already-written email. Send. That’s it. I don’t want to. It’s going to open a big can of worms I don’t want to deal with. I’m too old for this nonsense.

My son, bottom pic, far right. Top pic, one from far left. These kids, Seniors, have changed a lot from 8th grade. 💙⚽️

I saw an add for a study of adults with hoarding disorders. I have the opposite of a hoarding disorder. I get rid of stuff that I really should keep. I love having fewer and fewer possessions. Tossing. Donating. Shredding. Scanning. Except books. I hoard them. I also tend to hoard calories & fat.

My son is listening to vinyl, watching football (on mute), and drinking cold brew. This is not a bad rainy afternoon for a 17-year-old.

I read today that 21% of Gen Z report “difficulty” when reading an analog clock. WTF. I learned how to tell time in like first grade. I never found it to be confusing or difficult.

About a mile from our house. I think these mild winters have made them thrive. All of the bears in town have been hefty & healthy.

Just bumped into Beto in Boston.

Senior portrait. Time moves fast.

As the younger heads into senior year of high school, we begin the series of “lasts” which will occur between now and May. Last night was Cal’s last summer league soccer game. 😢 Until about two years ago, this kid was a twirp. They now have him playing defense.

When you wake up way too early because you are thinking about All The Stuff and you’re half asleep and sitting in the semi-dark house and you try to search for a podcast about Herman Kahn and you realize you’re searching in Apple Music.

Me? Just listening to New Order & drinking iced coffee on a rainy day, neglecting work I should be doing.

The six-pound cat (yes, that’s full sized adult!) heard that sunshine makes things grow.

Had a dream I was having dinner with Bill Ackman.

Plum, now and as a baby.