Posts by Hank

I’d gone to see The Artist (run-away winner at the Academy Awards yesterday) last month with a big chip on my shoulder.  Carol and I usually agree on which movies we choose, but not this time…

For me, some of the best parts of Lin-sanity, now well into its third week (I know, I know — doesn’t it seem like we’ve never not known about J-Lin?), are the little things.  Like last night’s exchange between Lin and Kris Humphries when they bumped into each other in the tunnel between locker r…

Cinders, the wire-haired dachshund, wins Best in Group for the hounds at Westminster?  Are you kidding me?  And the two beagles don’t even finish in the money?  Did the judge have h…

Spotted a lot of creatures while we were down in FLA last week.  Ricky wasn’t with us on the trip, so no photos of him in this post.  (Robby, feel free to stop reading now.)…

You name it, it’s my fault.  In my house I get blamed for everything sports-related.  Robby didn’t play high school lacrosse?  My fault for raising him to be a baseball pl…

Romeo and Juliet. Antony and Cleopatra. Superman and Lois Lane. Bogart and Bacall. Ricky and Nena. It might not have quite the same ring, but you should see the two of

Of course you remember the Coneheads, from the planet Remulak.  Dan Aykroyd as Beldar.  Jane Curtin as Prymaat.  Laraine Newman as their daughter, Connie.  Chugging entire six-packs of beer at o…

We were on our way back to our friends Jeff and Joan’s house in Alexandria,

Virginia, after a rousing celebration of our anni…

On June 12, right after I wrote a blog post about two beagles I run into frequently down at Southport Harbor (“Is It Maggie and Dutch?”), I got called on the carpet via an e-mail from Robby: Not a good post at all.  Not helped by the fact that there’s no Ricky picture — that’s the best freaking …

Anyone who enters our playroom via the garage between 1 and 2:30 PM will all but trip over an eage…