The Rambling Moron

It's everywhere you look. In convenience stores, and living rooms, and even hospitals. And you're paying for it. I'll bet...

Last week, a Royals fan podcast ended a nine-year run. The Kansas City Baseball Vault was a program that I...

If you've noticed a bit more pep in my step this month, it's not because it is pumpkin spice season....

It's Homecoming for many high schools around the area this week. I spent my last weekend traipsing through the rain...

My brain has been scattered lately, so I'm not sure how fractured today's column is going to be. Work has...

It’s not going to come as a surprise to those of you who have followed this space over the past...

Sunday it begins. What will likely be the most anticipated football season in Kansas City's history will kick off at...

In case you were under a rock or still hungover from Parkville days the last week, Andrew Luck, the NFL...

Over 20 years ago when I started dating my wife, we quickly learned that we spent our 20s building up...

Five years ago this week, I had the most amazing, whirlwind experience of my life. For those new to my...

William of Occam was a friar in the 14th-century. He was known as a leading philosopher and theologian as well...

Due to a perfect storm of surgery recovery and DVR overload, I am still wading through Apollo 11 documentaries. I...

If you ever have major surgery on the horizon, make sure you pick your television bingeing carefully. During my recent...

Couple of topics in this week's column, then I'm off to go get a new knee. Decades of umpiring and...

In an instant, there's such a feeling of pride. In an instant, you're going over the statistics in your head...

Do you remember what you thought the future was going to be like when you were a kid? I was...

Even though summer is the time for being outdoors and (maybe) enjoying it not raining every day, I do get...

Occasionally, you'll hear a whisper of it. Maybe you're in line at the grocery store and someone slips up. Possibly,...

Nostalgia is understandable. I get it. Over time, the past softens. The hard edges melt under the passage of years....

Just this week, my wife and I have left work early three times for 4:00 baseball games. I attended a...