If you haven’t watched Jimmy Fallon say goodbye to Late Night by singing “The Weight” with The Muppets, please do so. I’ve embedded it here for you. Go ahead, I’ll wait: In a review on NPR, Linda Holmes had this to say: “…I had forgotten over the course of five years that I didn’t know…
Read MoreAccording to the Dos Equis Guy, “Happy Hour is the hour after everyone from happy hour has left.” Ok, douche bag. What if happy hour happens while you’re 30,000 feet in the sky on an airplane? Airplane happy hour? That’s right. Did you know United Airlines has a happy hour? Neither did I. Until I…
Read MoreGeek Bowl VIII happened in Austin this past weekend, and sadly, unlike last year, we did not journey to Austin and participate in the country’s largest pub quiz. And although the never ending laugh riot zaniness of adulthood has prevented us from attending our usual weekly trivia as regularly as we used to, I cannot…
Read MoreSeeing as an you almost certainly wouldn’t want to read a whole week’s worth of posts about my trip to Mexico where the expressed purpose was to do as little as possible, nor would I even be able to write such a dull series, today’s feature will cut straight to the weird, good, embarrassing, or…
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In August of 2013, I wrote a week-long series of posts chronicling how I lost 40 lbs. Each day was dedicated to a different aspect of that process. Today’s post is a follow-up and talks about the challenges associated with maintaining that goal weight. The last time I hit 185 lbs. on the scale was…
Read MoreWell kids, it’s time once again for your ol’ Uncle Jonny to try some weird Sriracha shit and write about it for your amusement. On the docket for today: Sriracha Candy Canes, given to me in my stocking courtesy of my wife, recommended by our friend Penny!
Read MoreOne year ago almost to the day, I wrote an article called CHEATERS! that eviscerated baseball writers for failing to elect anyone to the Hall of Fame. I think that article, if you choose not to click that little link, is best summarized with this paragraph: “To all the sportswriters clutching their pearls with one…
Read MoreFamiliarity breeds contempt. Change is the only constant. Adapt or die. These are all clichés rooted in fundamental truth. The relentless thrust of progress renders the past untenable for the future, and merely instructive at best as we doggedly carve a path forward in all we do. Boldness is rewarded, staid consistency left to wither…
Read MoreAs we bid farewell (and in some cases good riddance) to 2013, a small group of friends joined Kristin and me at our house and partied like it was 1999. Again. I normally abhor New Year’s Eve and have spent many of my favorite ones quietly at home with my wife well asleep in advance…
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