Memorial Day weekend is over.  It is time to concentrate on summer.  Last summer, I was building a daycare center in a town far away.  Much to Elaine’s dismay, “we” didn’t get many of the summer projects finished. I’m paying for it this year.

We have plen...

“The king is gone but he is not forgotten, this is the story of Johnny Rotten, it’s better to burn out, than it is to rust.”

God, I hate this weekend. It was on Sunday night of Memorial Day Weekend; seems like a long time ago that Elaine and I lost our son, Alex. The co...

I have so many reasons to dislike the month of May, and now this. I have been diagnosed with beerhayfever. I haven’t officially been diagnosed by anyone in the medical profession, but after six decades of enjoying this disease, I feel like I have at a minimum a PhD.

Thi...

Happy Mother’s Day!

This has the makings of a great day for Elaine.  I have already made the Mother’s Day coffee.  OK, I make the coffee every day, but today I made especially for Mother’s Day.  Perception is everything.  Elaine said, “Oh, thank you!  You are so nice!”...

If you have ever wondered what beervirus, Popeye and breakfast burrito have in common; I’m about to tell you.  (I know, you think Monner is about to start rambling, again.  Just hear me out, things happen to me.)

Can we agree this beervirus thing is making people c...

It was not a good week for tacos.  It was a good week, however, for yarn.  We sold yarn by phone and on the internet.  Of course, we need to sell more, but that's your job.

Things did not go well for the taco restaurant.  We could clean the building, turn on t...

As I write today, let it be known that it is impossible to catch beervirus from reading these stories. I have taken every precaution to keep you the reader, safe.

I am wearing my N95 mask and one pair of the 4000 pairs of latex gloves we purchased BBV (Before BeerVirus)...

Happy Easter!  It is sixteen degrees and snowing.  I am watching the Easter bunnies (Cottontails) run across the yard looking for something to eat beneath the snow.   This isn’t the Easter I’ve been looking forward to.

The twins are in quarantine in town....

In the category of making lemonade from lemons, Elaine had a pretty good week.  Of course, when Elaine has a good week, it usually involves me lifting something heavy.

If you have followed Monner’s Mumblings for a while, you might remember that Elaine celebrated thirty...

I am essential.  I have a letter telling me that it is essential that I drive to a location to participate and manage the construction of a taco restaurant.  (I didn’t actually print the letter.  It is stuck somewhere in my “smart” phone.  If a policeman knows how to g...