Okay, we're a little late to this article. In our defense, baseball got in the way and, since we're a guy, you are required to accept "baseball" as a valid excuse from us for pretty much everything. Accidentally pushed the red button while visiting the White House? - baseball. Mistook the dog for a towel and used... Continue Reading →
I thought I'd post a picture of my mom for Mother's Day. I know what you're thinking. Your thinking, "Look out, she's a futuristic cyborg! ...Or she works for the NSA." Wrong on both counts. See, these days my mom is an avid photographer and I think this picture best represents her. This is who... Continue Reading →
As many of you know, the Cub Scouts have been thwarting MojoFiction’s nefarious schemes since last October when, coincidentally, we signed our son up. First they made us sell their popcorn. We just thought they had a popcorn surplus they needed to get rid of, but it turns out it was a fundraiser to bankroll... Continue Reading →
We here at MojoFiction celebrated our 40th birthday on Friday night by crying ourselves to sleep because we are now old. But we also celebrated by taking in a Chicago Bulls basketball game on Saturday night. Instead of attending the game with our good friend Mr. Jack N. Coke (along with some regular friends, probably),... Continue Reading →
Originally we planned on blogging live from the Academy Awards, but apparently security at the Kodak theatre decided to keep it tight this year, and somehow we made “the list,” so they stopped us at the back door (we thought we were pretty secure in that cello case) and graciously allowed us to stay in... Continue Reading →
"Toad Car! Toad Car! Toad Car!" This was the cheer that greeted MojoFiction as we sat down to watch our son compete in the annual Cub Scout pinewood derby. We don't know if it was right or if it was wrong. But it happened. Before we talk about Toad Car, though, let's explain the pinewood derby... Continue Reading →
We here at MojoFiction delivered a sweet Christmas present this holiday season when we presented our son with tickets to an overnight at the Field Museum of Natural History here in Chicago, an event for kids age 6-12 and their guardians. Last Friday we had to deliver on those tickets, which, it never occurred to us, was... Continue Reading →
It’s been a long week since this whole thing began last Tuesday. We haven’t even had time to get to this until today. It all started with the lighting of the Christmas tree in Daley Plaza here in Chicago. They lit it two days before Thanksgiving, leading us to believe that Thanksgiving had been cancelled... Continue Reading →
Weird Al Yankovic once recorded a song called "Nature Trail to Hell", a tune about a fictional movie about a group of Cub Scouts going for a hike who are terrorized by over-protective parents who think their kid clearly would have sold more popcorn if the neighbor's brat hadn’t gone to every house in the... Continue Reading →
MojoFiction has a shocking confession to make. We play video games. …Sometimes. Not all the time. Really, we don’t have a problem and we can quit whenever we want. Just let us finish this level first and then we’ll be done. Why are we confessing this marginal sin that only required one Hail Mary and... Continue Reading →
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