Adam J. Whitlatch

I’ve mentioned before that I’m trying to lose weight. Don’t worry, that hasn’t changed. Quite the contrary. In fact I seem to be making progress again… and I intend to keep it that way. As I mentioned in a previous post, I’ve returned to martial arts class with my wife and stepson. This, along with [...]

Overheard during a telephone conversation between Adam J. Whitlatch and G.D. Hamilton today: Adam: You’re breaking up with me!? Post Footer automatically generated by Add Post Footer Plugin for wordpress.

Many of you have probably heard me rant about this before, but this is the first time I’ve spoken out about it on the Circus. And I should have brought it up a long fucking time ago. For years I have been against the use of tasers by law enforcement officers. Why, you ask? Simple: [...]

The science fiction community lost one of its greats this week. On July 12th, James P. Hogan passed away at his home in Ireland. He was 69. For those of you wondering how he died, I have no clue. I haven’t dug that far into the news surrounding his passing. Suffice it to say that [...]

And it’s called Popeye’s! We forgot to take the camera to Popeye’s, so no pics there (yet… we’re grabbing chicken to-go for lunch), but it was good. The decision was unanimous… Little Nicky was correct: “Popeye’s Chicken is the shiznit!” But back to White Castle, you see at right the results of an all-night Slider [...]

After about four hours on the road and one wrong turn that put us about thirty minutes out of our way, we have finally arrived in Aurora, IL. More than once on this trip, Mapquest has failed us. The first time resulted in our major detour on I-80, the second was a batch of convoluted [...]

Well, it’s about seven A.M. here in sunny (Screw you, Sun) Cedar Rapids. Once Gabe and I both get our showers and a little bit o’ food in our bellies, we shall be off. I hear Gabe in the shower, so that’s my cue to go flush a toilet. Heh heh… Post Footer automatically generated [...]

We have the car! This afternoon, Gabe and I picked up our rental car. This weekend we’ll be rollin’ in a white Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo that we have dubbed “The White Whale.” When we got the White Whale back to Gabe’s apartment, he noted, “This has got to be the whitest trip in history. [...]

Overheard during a telephone conversation between Adam J. Whitlatch and G.D. Hamilton today: Gabe: I’m Ted Bundy! Booga Booga BOOGA!! Post Footer automatically generated by Add Post Footer Plugin for wordpress.

Well, I survived my first night back at martial arts class. How did it go, you ask? You remember the scene in Stripes (see above) where Bill Murray bets Harold Ramis three dollars that he can do five push ups? Yeah, that was me, only even more pathetic than Bill. Luckily neither my knee or [...]