Who would have thought you could hang out at a place where people of all colors, genders, and ages would pay money to have you punch them in the face? Well, there I was, a card-carrying member of Griffins Boxing Gym. Now as a 65 year-old guy with a history…

We moved dirt on the hill top cemetery by using pick, shovel and a long-handled screw-in post hole digger. After enough childhood Western movies, I held an odd desire to be a short-term grave digger; maybe dig one grave for my bucket list and preferably not my own, because I…

Asian Take on Canadian dogfood astride a German Machine It was not a particularly large load. Not like the 160 lbs of pumpkins I once balanced under a cargo net on the back of my paltry 650cc motorcycle. No, it was just 25 kg of dogfood and some paper towels…

In modifying yoga, the word “maleficent” is a contraction of “male” and “deficient”. Yoga was not designed for men any more than QWERTY keyboards were designed for horses to type with their front hooves. Fortunately, today you have the rear half of the horse typing at this keyboard in his…

When the offer to trap a couple of alligators arrived, I probably made some crazy Cajun sound such as “WHOOOeeee! Yeaha!” just like those reality swamp shows about toothless swamp people waving guns around in their gator boats. Except it was 1979 and those shows didn’t yet exist. Actually, I…

I fancy myself to be a biologically based dog trainer that is “canine fluent” in a manner of speaking. I have read the books on canid behavior, did a MSc. degree on the behavior and ecology of small canids (gray foxes) and had a series of consistent, well-behaved Labrador retrievers…

We got off on the wrong foot. I was an exuberant 15-year old, driving a dented Datsun pickup too fast in the pre-dawn darkness on 1 October 1971. I remember that fateful day and year because I was headed out to a remote patch of swamp for, of all things…

I was born into a motorcycle gang . . . All my title needs is a bodice-ripping woman draped over a glossy Harley while a smooth-chested Fabio with an iron jaw stares into her eyes. This ain’t that, and I dunno what a bodice really is but I suspect it…

Our friends have a dog and cat that seem to really like each other and they play very well together for a time but in the middle of the game, the cat will leap up to a sunny spot on the couch, recline languorously and lick his paws while the…