Chris Jones

I’ve known him as long as I’ve known anyone in my life. Almost thirty years. We grew up in church together, and in our late teens, started hanging out and listening to heavy metal in his Dodge pick-up. He would play it as loud as it would go (he was the Read More...

Over the years, I’ve dealt with many a cat—mean, aggressive cats; fat, lazy cats; and all manners in between. I’ve come to find that regardless of what “mode” a cat is in (or what “type” of cat it is), I can tap it right on the nose with my hand before Read More...

Here's where I'm coming from---my wife sort of wishes she could be the Wonder Woman . Ergo! I have watched a good portion of the "First Season" on DVD, have invested countless unwitting dollars to the cause of a small collection of Wonder Woman dolls, Read More...

Ah, the explicit irony of glancing to the right of a naked-old-butt-at-the-rec-center post and seeing (and this is verbatim), "The Home Butt Blaster $449." Why deal with the maligned nostalgia of free weights or drooping, naked posteriors when you could Read More...