By Mark | August 23, 2020
A few evening’s ago, my son and I set out to see if we could find a new path along the Huron River. By the time we were done, we’d walked eight miles, and found some incredible trails that we’d never before knew existed. The shot above is from one of those trails. Everywhere we […]
Posted in Mark's Life, Uncategorized, Ypsilanti | Also tagged Arlo, beauty, deer, dystopia, eating people, Edward G. Robinson, euthanasia, fawn, goldfinches, hiking, Huron River, nature, Sol Roth, Soylent Green, walking |
I know there are other things that we should probably be talking about right now, like the “wall of moms” in Portland or the flood of disinformation headed our way about vote-by-mail, but I feel, for the sake of my sanity, the I need to step back, and write about other stuff for a while. […]
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In an attempt to further radicalize my 13 year old daughter, I whisked her away on a last-minute road trip to D.C. Friday afternoon so that we could attend the big March for Our Lives demonstration. Having spent much of the past few days behind the wheel, I’m pretty exhausted at the moment, but I […]
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By Mark | September 11, 2017
There are a few dozen things I probably should be writing about tonight, but I don’t feel much up to it. I was at a friend’s house earlier this evening, when he unexpectedly invited me to check out his hidden scotch vault, and all of the pent up anger, which I was going to use […]
Posted in Mark's Life, Uncategorized | Also tagged baseball, cake walk, fire trucks, Greenvield Village, Henry Ford, Hitler, Huron River, last breath, Model T, Old Car Festival, parenting tips, Thomas Edison, Totally Quotable Arlo |
This was my Father’s Day highlight… working with an inconsolable Arlo to build a device capable of retrieving his “laser” from the toilet. Linette was in Florida this past weekend, and I just hung out with the kids. We ran around the sprinkler, hung out at the local pool, cooked out with neighbors, and stayed […]
