Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. It’s the morning of 4 July 4, 2018 as I write this. I have a cup of coffee at my left hand. Please join me in some, or if it’s later in the day, feel free to have something stronger if you’ve a mind. Back nearly 250 years…
Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. Pull up a seat, grab a cup, I’m buying. This has been an interesting week. First, we have the whole “Red Hen” fiasco. More on that later. Then this morning, I discovered: The “Janus v. the American Federation of State, County and Municipal Employees Council 31” case…
Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. As I write this, my daughter and her family are wrapping up a visit from Indiana where they make their home. We had a great visit (except for her breaking her ankle on Father’s Day afternoon! I love my children but unfortunately, they get their bad ankles from yours…
Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. I’m not going to go politics today. Last weekend was Mrs. Lehman and my 22nd anniversary, so we went out for dinner, a show and a hotel room for the night, so that we didn’t have to drive home afterwards. By the way, if you are driving home…
Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. Pull up a chair. You’ll pardon me if I don’t get off my butt, I dislocated my ankle this morning, and well, they can’t fix the damn pavement where I work soon enough for me or any of the rest of us that have suffered strains, sprains etc. …
Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. I’m taking a break from the political and Naval commentary for another movie review, so pop some corn (or considering that this IS a review of Deadpool, break out some porn) and pour a soda. Let’s talk. (No spoilers I promise.) Now, if somehow you found this review without…
Welcome back to the Scuttlebutt. We’ve had another week of an embarrassment of riches, in the MORON department. Grab a cup of something strong, you’re gonna need it. I really wanted to cover the court-martial of the officer of the deck on the USS Franklin, and with it the article from Admiral Aucoin…