That's No Moon

Sometimes common sense prevails, and sometimes there's this story.  Last week,  a mother in upstate New York was arrested for leaving ...

There is something perfect about catching the ideal bodysurfing ride.  No board, no flippers, just you and the ocean.  You temporarily ced...

To me, one of the great challenges of getting older, is finding the magic in things.  I probably say "Awesome" ten times a day, ...

I have an idea that's a little nutty.  A plan that could save the Washington Capitals.  Before I share it, may I remind you of the fam...

I'd like to think I am somewhat of an expert on French fries. I've eaten thousands.  I've cooked them both for business and pl...

Ocean City, Maryland has a problem.  A problem town officials may want to nip in the bud before they rack up mounds of trouble.  I say pro...

When news broke yesterday that 3-on-3 basketball might be an Olympic sport in 2020 , my mind began to wander.  I was flooded with wistfu...

"Thank you, Mr. President," said the butler as he closed the executive bedroom  door behind him after delivering his third, and ...

Made wary and weary by thirty years of playoff frustration, most Washington Capital fans I know spent Wednesday waiting to exhale.  Would ...

I have been ruminating for days on a Caps/Pens blog post.  With so much history, much of it lopsided, there are not many fresh angles to t...

On the morning of Caps/Leafs Game Four, my inbox is jammed with letters from readers asking about (surprise!) Game 4.  Let's dive in a...

And so it begins.  Like Opening Day and pollen-induced sneezing attacks, Spring brings with it another NHL postseason.  Writing about the ...

Since 2012, the Orioles have confounded baseball pundits and number-crunching SABREmetricians.  From upside down run differentials to prep...

NHL general managers convened in Boca Raton this week in their annual bid to screw up the coolest game on Earth.  They brainstorm and work...

Grace recently did me a great service, reminding me, in the way that sometimes only our kids can, of what is important.  Taking advantag...

From the moment the doctor analyzing the sonogram told Amanda and me to "start saving for the wedding", I wondered if I could be, ...

We here at Hailey Industries have been keeping a secret: we have a time machine.  Now, don't get too excited.  Like the battle station...

As the ornaments are stowed away and final bits of tissue paper swept from under the tree, I have reflected on the generosity bestowed up...

One week. It is closing time, and America, in all her beer goggled glory is taking somebody home. Unfortunately, this one night stand last...