Between the Lines

Bow before me, all you lesser… people, for I am of royal lineage. No, I mean it. Maybe not the

by Tim Kelly I never saw stars, at least not in the cartoon sense. Nor did I see little tweeting

As the clock struck 2019 on New Year’s Day, yours truly passed a significant, if not earthshattering, milestone. I’m now

’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house… What? Yes, son, I am reading that book. Why? Is

“The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.” No doubt you’ve heard that line, or other variations of

What the hell? Again, you’re sitting here, drinking alone? Please tell me you’re not as down in the mouth as

by Tim Kelly Creaky joints, interrupted sleep, walking like the Tin Man immediately after driving moderate to long distances. Yelling

Hey, why so glum, chum? Leave me alone, will ya? And why would I ever do that? Wait, are you

Now, here’s a possibility. MV Seawolf, a 193-foot former ocean-going tug built in the Netherlands and converted into a yacht

For one of our long-weekend annual anniversary trips, the Mrs. and me ventured up to Watch Hill, Rhode Island, a

Hey, guys! C’mon in! No, no, no, leave the bags. We’ll get them later. Oh, it’s so good to see