Studebaker Dude

I am way too good at procrastination. I could easily be the president of the Master Procrastinator’s Club if I would only get around to joining the group.

Are dreams better because of a comfy night's sleep? I guess we're about to find out.

The topic of death and what to do afterward is not one that most people event what to think about. Yet we all face it sooner or later.

Seeing family you don't get to see often is almost always a welcome interruption, especially when it's your "designated granddaughter."

I’ve never had COVID-19 but was not too concerned as I felt confident in my personal health and well-being. Not long after that, I started feeling sick. Sick enough to go to the doctor.

Last Saturday was International Drive Your Studebaker Day, a day that has been celebrated since 2009 by Studeholics, such as myself, all over the world. Yes folks there are lots of us Studebaker Dudes all over this crazy granite planet.

Everyone loves to get an "attaboy," whether a verbal compliment or a certificate to hang on the wall. I've been fortunate to get a few of them through the years, and to hand out several, too.

You don't see many family reunions these days, but last week was about as close as it gets, anymore.

On June 20th, I got a text from my daughter Jessica saying "I have a gift for mom's birthday, and you can't say anything..."

There's been a drastic change in the technology used for taking photos. Lately, I've been getting more interested in lightning storm photoraphy, and these local drone pilots are some of the best at that niche.