Category: Friends

  • weapons

    Eddie aims Birthday party last evening. What to buy a 9 year old? With some asking around, I got one response. “Weapons.” I can dig that. I was totally into knights and armor and whatnot around that age. By the time all the wrapping paper was whisked away, there was enough nerf ammo to start…

  • The Thanksgiving that was

    Before it gets too blurry… I’ve many things to be thankful for this year. I’m determined to write each thing down, on paper, put a stamp to them, and send ’em out to those responsible. If I can post every day in November, I can take a few off in December and do that very…

  • crawling really fast

    Too fast to focus The holidays have unofficially started. A good dozen friends from high school, their significant others, and kids came together for a pre-thanksgiving dinner tonight. It was a bit of surprise to see folks from Los Angeles, South Carolina, Virginia, and Florida in attendance—though not everyone strayed far from our alma mater.…

  • Colorforms

    I wanna play I stopped to check on some stuff with Wendy yesterday, and she was deftly juggling her youngest (who is now officially crawling) and oldest (who is a bundle of energy) while the middle one was out for a nap. It was that antsy part of the afternoon when an activity is good…

  • Farm Day 5

    yum, digits Another fall-tastic Farm Day. The weather smiled for the 5th annual shindig out on the farm. In addition to the food, drink, and inflatable bounce house for the young ones, a windy path through the fields gave an opportunity to enjoy the sunshine. A history of creating shirts for the event took a…

  • Drew-o-Rama and Daisy Fuentes sunglasses

    Cheap shades One of the wonky things about this aspect ratio I’ve locked myself into is that it’s hard to get a close-up portrait squeezed in the frame without lopping off major faceparts. Such is the case when I had dinner with Drew this week down at my favorite pizza joint. Great guy I’ve known…

  • Dinner Club: Breakfast Edition, Pleasant Ridge

    A few of the young faces that made an appearance Dinner Club is now going into it’s third year, and admittedly we’ve been slacking on these semi-monthly get togethers. Everyone keeps making babies. This is one excuse that is perfectly awesome. And though it’s harder to find a slice of time (or the babysitters required)…

  • slumber party

    And our lamps don’t line up Brown had a rehearsal up in Springfield (she’s a percussionist) and instead of driving the hours back to Cincinnati, she crashed at our pad. It was late so we didn’t get too rowdy. The evening ended with a round of that Mario Party game on the Wii. A game…

  • No pumpkins

    My shadow is long Dinner with my mom, Dan, Tom, Wendy and the crew closed out the holiday weekend. It was so good, I wanted _just one more day_ of holiday weekend. After dinner, we tromped around the pumpkin patch looking for anything semi-round and orange. No luck. Some type of animal, large or small,…

  • twist on a classic

    This? A bloody mary with homegrown tomatoes Headed up to Yellow Spring last night for a dinner under the stars with Chris and Inger. They made good with a brisket and a peach crisp dessert that I’m still rolling over in my tastebud memory. Last time we went there I had a Wiedemann. The future…