The Night Hotlanta Became Cold!

To quote the recently retired Brent Musburger, “We are live,” at the Skipah’s Realm corporate office in mundane Madison, Indiana.  It’s a Super Bowl extravaganza going on here of healthy snacks, tons of love, and me suddenly remembering how much I love birds of prey.  That’s right, the Skipah is all in…

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A Day That Can’t Be Topp’t!

January and seventy degrees!  No complaints here! Some organizational announcements here at Skipah’s Realm.  I’m going to be away in a couple of weeks learning how to surf with my brand new O’Neill, La Jolla Group gear and enjoying fish tacos with America’s Online Dating Guru before attending the Dad 2.0 Summit in sunny San…

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She Said Yes!

Skipah’s PSA for the day.  Do not grab a skillet with a metal handle that has just spent 20 minutes in the oven at a robust 425 degrees Fahrenheit.  (That’s 218 Celsius for my British Buddies).  Definitely don’t do it with your dominant hand!  I’ve got a right ring finger…

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