Scott's Blog
The hole opened up, but I kept walking. The things that poked through never actually hurt, but… you know. I put them in the trashcan once but pulled them out again. Somehow, I’ve developed an emotional...
I called Jay Bell, my good friend from “Bradenton-Fun—in-the-Sun-Baby, Florida,” to tell him the story of my lost hat.
“You want hat stories?” he said. “I’ve got some good ones.”
“I wanted to tell...
When I was mowing the grass as a kid and came across a beauty like this, I always ran over it, producing a satisfying spray of spores across the yard. These days, it’s more satisfying to leave it alone.
When we bought tickets, we had a kid going with us to “Minions: The Rise of Gru.” Technically, my daughter is a young adult, but she would’ve given my wife and me cover.
I’d seen a preview of the movie....