The Iron Throne

I think we’re settling into the cold.  It didn’t feel nearly as shocking this morning as it did the last couple of Mondays.  We’ll look back on mornings like this in July and say crazy things like, “I can’t wait for winter”. Warmarama: SSHs...

The weatherpersons got it right this time.  It was raining.  It was mid-40s.  It would have deterred many lesser men (including possibly YHC), but not the 10 HIMs who joined YHC at TIT for their morning red pill. Warmarama: SSHs, Abes, Whirlies...

I knew I had the Q at Iron Throne in the month of October. I was desperately waiting to hear the challenge of the month so I could plan my beatdown. Oh, it’s Mike Tysons. Let’s bring it back to an old millennial’s childhood and do a Mike Tyson’s...

A splendid morning to exercise!  The night before, however, I pulled a back muscle hanging Halloween lights.  During the workout Frostbite would ask me what happened, and all I could say that is after you turn 40 everything falls apart.  But...

YHC was up at 4:50, right as the first batch of that sweet, sweet bean finished brewing. One cup for me, the rest in the airport, the second batch started. I almost lost track of time (cat, book, comfy chair, a recipe for disaster…), but I...