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Don’t Forget To Bring Your Swimsuit To Rome


In my illustrious career of being locked out of pretty much everything– cars, apartments, work, even my own garage, this was uncharted territory. I studied my current state, and assessed how disappointed my mother would be with me with a sense of gloating satisfaction and a tinge of dread. I refilled my glass of wine, … Continue reading

Seasons Greetings 2015

Seasons Greetings 2015


Seasons Greetings. If I had it my way, this would be the only update you received from Edgewood Lane, but rumor has it a Christmas card is in the works. There were tears, shouting and slammed doors in the annual struggle to find an image where the six of us come across as a semi-functional … Continue reading

China Train Incident

China Train Incident


I owed Molly a good trip. The last time she turned her health and happiness over to me did not go well.  But the more I thought about it, the more I realized how unlikely that was.  If you owe someone a good time¸ you don’t go to a place where hundreds of dead pigs … Continue reading

Orange Crush.

Orange Crush.


Call me old fashioned, but I’m not into drugs and prostitution.  Every now and then, I must make that distinction. Just as Frequent Failer makes its mission to teach people that Americans are sometimes quiet and sometimes polite, it should also be established that not all of the 11 million tourists who visit the Netherlands … Continue reading

Seasons Greetings 2014

Seasons Greetings 2014


Greetings. Before you commit to this Anderson update, allow me to discourage you.  You already know everything I am about to disclose. The juicy stuff has been redacted by my lawyer. How is my lawyer?  She is well.  We made her this tacky video for Mother’s Day.  Still working at Fisher Price Whoever and Associates … Continue reading

The 24-Hour Day

The 24-Hour Day


  The line showed no signs of moving, so Kevin, Morgan, Tim and I piled our carry-ons into a series of makeshift pillows and made ourselves comfortable on the floor.  Mom was too tired to yell at us.  My Dad lingered and paced on his cell phone. Irked that we were dead last in line … Continue reading

Gamecocks in Moscow.

Gamecocks in Moscow.


We never shop much, but did pop some cheeky tourist shops where we purchased a few mementos that we could remember our 60 hours in Russia by.  Tim’s staple souvenir is a flag, which he displays in his band room in our basement.   When he asked a woman where he might find a Russian one … Continue reading

Our Sort-of Literal Run In With Putin

Our Sort-of Literal Run In With Putin


If you ever had any doubt that Russians are in their own class of crazy, especially in the wintertime, this is all the proof you need.  Clicking it will be the best way you’ve spent 4 minutes and 52 seconds in a long time. I thought we’d never crack the Russians.  On our first day, … Continue reading