Return To Ogunquit
My wife’s family has been vacationing in the beach town Ogunquit, Maine, off and on for decades. We’ve been there as a couple many times, too, and returned to celebrate our 35th anniversary last week. Ogunquit is the place I once heard my father-in-law say...
A Request From A Big Flyer
One of the few joys I have while flying is finding an aisle seat in an exit row. As a large person in both height and girth, I appreciate the extra room. That’s why I always try to get as low a boarding number as I can on Southwest (the airline I fly almost...
Library of Congress
Although I lived in the Washington, DC, area for 13 years, and at various times went to all the monuments, memorials, and museums, I somehow skipped the Library of Congress. So, while I was there this weekend visiting family, I took the Metro’s red line downtown...
Poker Stories: Hammond Again
While my wife was out of town this weekend, I took a quick trip up to Hammond, Indiana, to play some poker at the Horseshoe. It’s about a five-hour drive, mostly on I-55, with the middle of the trip dominated by farmland as far as the eye can see — and...
Poker Stories: Calling A Loudmouth’s Bluff
I returned to the Commerce Casino outside Los Angeles for another poker road trip last week. As usual, the place was packed, particularly on Friday and Saturday nights, when every table was full — remarkable considering the place has over 200 of them! In case...