Beating Yourself…(no, not like that)
We lost. And it hurt. There’s something about giving your best effort and coming up short that drains you. It’s the truest sense of not…
We lost. And it hurt. There’s something about giving your best effort and coming up short that drains you. It’s the truest sense of not…
As you know it’s Rutgers week. Which means the time to crack on Jersey is at hand. After being featured on NJ.Com for the previous…
It’s back to college football. No more Martha Stewart, no more apple picking, no more Fall-Foliage-Popped-Collar-Fun (at least until next bye week). This week it’s…
Some of my teammates, who will not remain nameless, have taken offense to the fact that I have not mentioned them in the category of…
So, it’s a bye week; I’ve been lost for material because until now, I’ve refused to “blog” (I’m over the blog-verb-dilemma) about my day, avoiding…
Me picking apples. Hilarity ensues.More on this to come….(The writing process cannot occur until I’ve come to terms with what I’ve actually done)
Before I share with you one of the funniest e-mails I’ve ever received I have to tell you of my culinary efforts tonight. I love…
excuse my limited typing, grammar, and apparently brain function. My email is not fatwhiteguy @gmail.com it is in fact TheFatWhiteGuy@gmail.com excuse the error, and please…