My brother was older than me. By 9 years. That's a long time when you're a kid. He was an adult before I entered high school. Now I know what you're saying, "It must have been great having a brother that much older". Yeah, not so much. It wasn't horrible but it wasn't all sunshine …
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My winter explorer outfit. Circa 1988 Yeah it's cold. I'm not a fan of winter. I used to love it when I was a kid but now that I'm old and crotchety I have a distinct dislike for it. The wind cuts through you, chilling you to the bone, your boots and pants get covered …
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An old man rant. There was a time when it was almost intolerable to sit there and watch your buddy play video games and have to wait your turn. It was like having a bowl of chips in front of you and being told you aren't allowed to touch them. You'd get jittery, and frustrated …
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This post contains Amazon Associate links. I love monster movies. If it has big monsters or big robots I'm in. 100%. Even better if it has big monsters fighting big robots. But those are few and far between with the exception of Pacific Rim. I think it's because I've always been drawn to sci-fi and …
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I always wanted a tree-house. I don't know why, maybe it was the idea of having a sanctuary, somewhere I could call my own. I never got a tree-house, I had friends who had tree-houses, but I never had one. Don't get me wrong, this isn't like one of my life's great regrets. I'm not …
Growing up our house was, well a house. It wasn't the biggest house. It wasn't the nicest house. You couldn't drink the tap water. There were mice. There were bugs. But it was our house. Well not ours. It belonged to the old rich couple that lived in the mansion on the other side of …
We didn't have a lot of money. We weren't poverty stricken. It's not like I was eating out of a can of beans that I shared with my brother and sister over a fire made in a barrel. But we certainly weren't well off. The houses in the town I grew up in were HUGE. …
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