Last week, I was living the high life.

September 1, 2025

Last week, I was living the high life. Birthday boy. Man of the hour. Poolside in Las Vegas, where the sun can be broiling but they think of everything, even iced towels to cool you down. My drinks came dressed with flowers, and I was lounging under my palm tree with an iced towel, reading

A Pothole So Big that it had it’s Own Zipcode

August 11, 2025

Just the other night, I was thinking about how some folks have told me they missed my little stories in these emails. A few of them even said they thought I was funny. So I brought this up while TWWNCBUIP and I were in front of the TV enjoying the latest rerun of Everybody Loves Raymond,

Clear Vision and a Missing Sock

I’m looking at the world through new eyes today. And no, I haven’t suddenly become deep and soulful. It’s just that my old man cataracts have been traded in for shiny new lenses that can see both near and far. Feels a bit like I can see clearly now…without having to break into song about

Behind the Red Door

February 6, 2025

Behind the red door… Way, way, way back…all the way back to the 1990’s McGonigel’s Mucky Duck opened in a simple concrete building with a red door. The stories behind that red door are many, some I’ve told, some should remain untold. Some are funny, some are sad, some just give paws…. So why red?

Where was I?

January 31, 2025

So….where was I? Five years ago, right about this time, I was preparing for our 30th Duck birthday by gathering memories, collecting my thoughts and combing through old photo albums (remember those?) to share the story of our beginning with all of you. I had gotten all the way to March with my stories and

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