This weekend Cute and I jumped on the “free” (maybe to you; I pay around $700/year since I’m fortunate to live in the transportation...

Since we missed a blog a couple of weeks ago, Cutest and I felt like we owed you one, just for being our great fans. (That’s assuming...

Having just finished reading an article that stated Mattel’s stock is at an all-time low (despite Barbie), Cutest and I thought we needed...

Condominiums, and getting old(er), have many benefits. Sometimes, not being in a neighborhood full of children (who inevitably grow up to...

Every elementary school kid knows about Niagara Falls. But as has been said, until you see it firsthand, it can not be truly appreciated....

No, that's not me. We’re just back from "world-wide" (LOVE saying that) travels and know we’re in a blog back-up. Blame it on our...

We know, we know, you’re anxiously awaiting Part II of the most fascinating travel blog ever. It’s coming – just not today. Life is...

Cutest and I love to travel. (Well, Cutest reminds me she loves to fly, boat, or train. Cars not so much.) So in mid-summer, not having...

Due to the fact that Cutest and I are no longer teenagers, although we like to think we are, it's taking a little longer to post this...

Cute and I don’t eat breakfast out that much, unless we’re travelling. Interrupt my morning ritual of coffee, newspapers, and healthy...

Here we are, in the ninth inning of summer, and K.C. baseball fans are lining up to receive another kick in the shorts, having endured...

So we climbed up the hill of Kauffman because it was the highest point we could quickly think of facing east. Waiting for that gorgeous...

Yep, that's me, Cutest, right there behind Harry S. Truman. The S doesn't really stand for anything (it was a compromise of both...

It was one of those evenings when Cutest had a social engagement that didn’t include moi. However, I, being a man of the 21st Century,...

Jason Gay, my favorite columnist in the Wall Street Journal, recently bemoaned the “fact” that August has turned into every other month...

K.C. Renaissance includes hot dogs and jazz.

Yes, God-help-us, we both went to see Barbie's latest incarnation. Why, Why, and Why. For starters, we wanted to see someone cuter than...

It was a dark and stormy day! So Cutest and I decided to play golf. Topgolf. I shall explain. As welcome rain soaked the plains this...

Not sure why I get the pleasure of writing about our more serene, even bucolic walk-abouts. Such is the fate of a poetic and sensual...

Talk about smokin’ jazz. . . or smoking and jazz! Cutest and I embarked on an adventure this past Thursday evening. Usually Thursdays...