One Shining Moment
It’s time to announce the winner of the “Ricky’s Favorite Things” playoffs, and I have to admit, I’m feeling pret-ty guilty — for two reasons. One: Nepotism. Yes, the winner was Matt, my oldest son — with a perfect score of 30. I obviously should have realized that in a contest of this nature…
LA/XC-3 — Already???!!!
You’re not gonna believe this, but last week I overheard Beagle Man and Matt talking about LA/XC-3 — the 2013 cross-country road trip. 2013? Didn’t we just get back? Not that I’m complaining. I could be on the road 365 days a year and be perfectly happy. The thing is, though, I’m not sure I like…
Lewis and Clark
Last Sunday, Ricky and I discovered a brand-new hiking area. Well, all right, we didn’t actually discover it. My friend Sarah, who has China the chow chow, told me about it, but Ricky and I did have the whole place to ourselves on Sunday. Well, all right, not exactly to ourselves — but there cer…
Brazilian Silliness
When Beagle Man introduced The Roof Rack Report in early September, he said I’m more of a “political animal” than he is. He got that right. But I gotta be honest with you: After the election, my interest in politics does, well, tail off a bit. So I hope you won’t mind if I veer off-track to a r…
Playoffs
Yesterday on the FAN, Joe and Evan were analyzing the Jets’ dwindling playoff chances. I have to admit — earmuffs, Robby — they were more bullish than I am at the moment. Their conversation brought to mind a recent family discussion about what Ricky likes
most. Of course, we then started ranki…
Barry Wins — And Then Thanks Ricky!
Oh, sure, I was around in 2004 and 2008, but I didn’t take part in those elections the way I did this year. I mean . . . my own blog? And actually being allowed inside the polling place? They didn’t know quite what to make of me at first: B-Man asked a campaigner outside if it would be all right…
Sandy, Chris, Barry, and Mitt
Bummer! No debate this week. Though I couldn’t have watched it, anyway; we still have no power, thanks to Hurricane Sandy — or “Super Storm Sandy,” as they’re now calling it on radio. Cute. Come to think of it, how am I going to watch Brad and Carrie hosting the CMA’s tonight? I suppose we cou…
The Beagle Has Landed
Yeah, yeah, yeah — the beagle actually landed four weeks ago. I know that. I thought of this title the day after writing “It’s a Wrap,” my first post LA/XC-2 report, and have been wishing I’d used it ever since. Sort of the way Barack felt, I’m sure, on October 4, when he thought of all his gre…
I Want To Kiss A Dog
Yes, of course this title is a play on Keith Urban’s I Want To Kiss A Girl. You know I pretty much spend my life riding shotgun in Beagle Man’s car, and I know every song on his iPod by heart. So today Dogster ran a headline — Do You Kiss Your Dog? You Might Wanna Stop — and it went on to say tha…
Barry Growls Back
Three debates down, one to go. Lots of late nights for moi! I liked hearing Barry growl last night — though howling would have been even better. My personal opinion? He kicked Seamus’s dad’s butt. Of course, it didn’t hurt having that Candy lady on our side. 🙂 Actually, I thought both cand…
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