Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
Late last year Jill and I fetched a Christmas tree from the farm to place on our porch. It's a good place for a large holiday decoration if you live in a small Tosa bungalow.
Not that I'm suspicious or anything - but the tree morphed into some sort of large Green Bay Packer talisman.
By the time you see this video I hope to have accomplished the following:
Taken Girlfriend and Sister for a long walk on the farm.
Is it legal to have a licensed motor vehicle with an operable beer tapper installed on it?
Voilà! It's gone. No muss no fuss.
Did you know that in the course of a year the average Tosan consumes 1,664 pounds of wood?
Yep. Think of a log 18 inches across and 25 feet in length. All in the form of paper towels, bathroom tissue, printer and copier paper, building materials, ketchup and more.
If you like quirky bands with a cult following you'll like this one.
My pal The First Mate introduced me to them when we lived in trailers. Yes, The Mate lived three doors down the street - and just like the song goes - My House Has Wheels.
As 2010 dawned the economy had begun a slow recovery. The Great Recession had largely done its damage in the private sector. The effects of which still echo throughout every last nook and cranny of the business world. While slightly wounded - municipalities had yet to feel the real pain and bear the consequences. You see - there was Federal stimulus money to prop-up state and local budgets.
It's the start of the weekend people.
No better way to begin than with some of my favorite artists doing a cover of another favorite artist.
I spent weeks hardening-off my precious tomato plants. Taking them from the garage in the morning and leaving them to fend for themselves in the wind and the sunshine of favorable spring days. Late in the day they were returned to their lair in the garage. When I was not around Jill did his for me.
At long last the danger of of a late spring frost dissipated and the tomato plants were transplanted. Shortly after which I had to leave town for a spell - releasing the tomato patch to Jill's care.
I am loathe to post any music that isn't recorded live. But sometimes an exception must be made for a new song on a new album from a band that isn't presently touring. I've been cranking this album on the Acadia's 10 speaker Bose sound system (complete with sub woofer) and cannot seem to get enough of it.
Turn-up the volume on your workstation PC for some new R.E.M. that goes back to their roots...
This is a question that has dogged scientists for some time.
I know that deer poop in the woods because my dogs find it all the time. Doggie M&Ms is what I call it. I also know that male deer pee on themselves (their tarsal glands to be exact) to leave their calling card when they're advertising for the ladies.
The Committee on Employee Relations met tonight on the subject of mayoral salary and compensation. Mind you this has nothing to do with Mayor Didier. This has everything to do with the mayoral term beginning in April of 2012.
Maybe I'm naive - but I happen to like my local government small and non-partisan. I like my elected representatives to be service-minded and giving of their time and talents. We can hire professionals to run departments and make the city hum.