My buddies and I are about one step removed from cave people. Our wives probably wonder why we don’t wear helmets to protect us from the dumb things we continually do. I also don’t think evolution is making much progress generationally when watching my son and my friend’s male kids muddle about life.

On pretty Sunday afternoons, a group of us troglodytes get together at our neighborhood pool to mostly grunt and laugh at each other. The past couple of weeks, the topic has been about who is cooking the family turkey and if so, what kind of fire are you using to get the annual Thanksgiving poultry centerpiece up to 165 degrees.

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