A Crock of Schmidt is 3. The dreaded Terrible Twos are officially history, though any seasoned parent will assure you that the Threes are worse. My predominant impression of this anniversary, admittedly one that holds true for most milestones in my life these days, is an overwhelming sense of bewilderment that it is even possible. […]
There are two questions I’m inevitably asked once someone learns that I have a blog. Once they’ve fully controlled the urge to smirk and/or giggle and have reigned in the bug eyes of disbelief, that is. What do you write about and do you make money from it?
It’s no secret anymore that the internet is riddled with nastiness. Trolls haunt comment boards and social media platforms are sinking under the weight of unpleasant people who hurl invective like a university student during frosh week after chugging a tray of tequila shots. It’s all such a disturbing mess. Yet, with no lost irony, […]
In what seems to have been the passing of a mere handful of months, I am actually commemorating the official on year anniversary of my very first blog post. Invoke your most treasured passage of time cliché and marvel at the fact that A Crock of Schmidt is indeed one year old. Already!
Midlife crises happen to us all. For some they’re as brief and singular as a Dr. Pepper belch while for others they have the endurance of a porn star after ingesting a cupcake covered in Viagra sprinkles and as varied as the breeds at the Westminster dog show. As you might have surmised, or sadly […]