Category Archives: Looking Like
Looking like a little slugger
Joyce and I were looking at old movies on our computer and came across this. Here we see John emulating his favorite Indian at the time, Coco Crisp. John still LOVES baseball. He might be a little embarrassed if his … Continue reading
Looking Like an All-Star
Our eldest is crazy about baseball. From morning until night everyday the topic will usually turn to who the Indians should try and get or when he will play next. If he can’t play, he makes up imaginary line score … Continue reading
Master of Sock Puppets
I recently found a cache of pictures from my childhood. That can be fun. It is made even more fun these days because today’s technology allows a much larger audience to reminisce with you. I scanned several and shared them … Continue reading
Looking like a land lubber
A recent pose from the deck of a ship that does not sail. I’m wearing Buffalo Bisons hat. Should have been a Lake County Captains hat. Do you know that I named the Captains? I got the certificate and everything. … Continue reading
Looking like a ghost town
What can I tell you? Four kids and a job that has me working from home most evenings equals little motivation to blog. Excuses are like a-holes; everybody’s got ‘em and they all stink. So I’ll try to get back … Continue reading
The Beat Goes On
John, Uncle Drew and the drums of Christmas morning.
Looking Like Two Too Many
If you are bored on a Saturday afternoon, and remember that you haven’t posted at your blog in a very long time, you might just need to do something silly. This was taken with my camera phone. My vanity has … Continue reading
Looking Like Movember
There exists somewhere in a family member or friend’s possession a picture of yours truly wearing long hair and a fuzzy mustache. If it is ever produced and published you can compare it with this awesome look. Click on the … Continue reading
Looking Like A Reject From ‘Fame’
I was a member of the L.C. Singers as a Junior and Senior at Lake Catholic. I look back on those days fondly, but regret some of the choreography. So did the choreographers, as we gave several of them a … Continue reading
Looking Like Kid With a Complaint
It was probably 1973 or 1974. Easter, most likely. We were not inclined to such fancy duds just any Sunday. I was probably complaining about the tie. My oldest boy will whine “Oh maaaaaan!” when we tell him he has … Continue reading
