With only hours left before our departure back to slug encrusted Oregon, Stef and I decided to roll the proverbial dice with the hopes of somehow being discovered.    Competition is fierce in La La land and one cannot swing a dead Pomerania

What follows is a largely pictorial display of my attempt to cram too many things into one day.  Please forgive me.  First stop . . . the grave of Bob Hope at the San Fernando Mission.  Of course, the question begs to be asked:  W

First stop on what would no doubt prove to be a whirlwind tour of Los Angeles?  Disneyland, of course.    Not much can be said about Mickey and gang that hasn’t already been covered by countless travel guides and documentary vide

Hockey, baby.  It's got us in its icy grip.  I suspect that much like the bagpipes, you've gotta either love hockey or hate it.For the record, we love it.I can think of no plausible explanation to justify the ridiculous amount of mo

Hey, kids.Admittedly, today I made a Rule #1 violation. It was a huge violation for which I beg your forgiveness. Let me explain.Whereas other hockey parents treated their boys to Disneyland and Magic Mountain during the long wait for our evening gam

It's a cliche, I suppose, and everyone hits it. The Wall. Middle-age. The big Metamucil wienie. That time in life where we sit around, numbed by the abject realization that this is probably as good as it's gonna get.It's been building a v