Takes a while to build a boy. Far as I’m concerned, he’s a masterpiece, though he could use a little work on ancient Greek history, Cleisthenes to Alexander.
What’s That Bear Doing in My Hot Tub? (and other insights into the ursine world)
Mozart once said of a colleague: "When he chooses, he strikes like a thunderbolt." So it is with "Bear Whisperer" Steve Searles, the subject of a new book that explains why bears are suddenly everywhere.
A Toast to Teachers and QBs
The Big 10 swallowing up the Pac-12 reminds me of when the Chicago Trib ate the Los Angeles Times. And look how well that turned out.
Ode to College Life
I’d put college campuses right up there with Thanksgiving and Dolly Parton as the best of what America has to offer…pumpkin farms, Kurt Vonnegut, Grace Kelly…yep, right up there.
A Man and a Giant Fish
I ordered the ginger catfish and a 24-ounce Slurpee-sized martini. Her mom ordered one too. Thank gawd for martinis and moms, is all I can say.
College: The Encore
Smartacus is headed back to the University of Trees. Now who'll mock my t-shirts. Now who'll spray my joints with WD-40 every day?
Location, Location, Location.
I liked Gladstone’s. No one could flub a table reservation quite like they could, and the food seemed double-fried, as if it hopped from one boiling vat of oil into another. But didn’t you love the foil swans?
Coming Home
The recent rains have greened the lawns and plumped the soccer fields. By all accounts, it’s going to be an especially great fall.
Goes Too Fast, Doesn’t It?
My father-of-the-bride toast sounded like a Mike Ditka halftime speech. My role? To lead and inspire. To win the division. “To laughter,” I said raising my glass. “And to love.”
Cheese Curds and Lighthouses
My summer vacation: Visited a bunch of lighthouses. Ate Jamaican food. Gave away a daughter...Just the usual.