Columns

Hands up if the thought of wearing shorts frightens you more than the idea of going to the grocery store without a mask. I see you over there waving. We understand each other. Remember, there is safety in numbers.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Since this pandemic crisis began, I’ve been practicing visualization techniques to help get me through the feeling that every day is Ground Hog Day.

Thursday is one of two days I work from home in my frumpy clothes in the comfort of my home office.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Like many of us right now, I am feeling a little “cabin fever” during these times of social…

A pandemic can create pandemonium in any marriage, but a good belly laugh is paramount to keep you grounded. I was born to create joy and mischief in the world, so naturally, marriage to me is non-stop fun. So. Much. Joy.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

I know everyone is feeling a little stressed these days, and I don’t want to contribute to your anxiety, but I feel like I need to reveal a truth about myself.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Nice try, pandemic, but you are not going to make me afraid all the time.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Well, it finally happened. The Carpenter has run out of recycled materials and thus out of building projects. It’s a shame, really.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

It’s week two of the Carpenter’s temporary layoff and the man I described last week as a caffeinated squirrel has geared down to a conscientious castor canadensis (fancy term for beaver).