Colin Dullaghan

Here’s my new favorite way to take pictures: I take my little Canon digital pocket camera, which a serious photographer would already turn up his nose at, and then shoot with the video mode, which is even worse quality than the “photo” setting. Then I just kind of wave that thing around in the general [...]

I’m not so sure about cotton swabs. My wife is, and she’ll jab those suckers in her earhole with reckless abandon, but me – I just don’t know.
I think I read once that leading otolaryngological experts advise against inserting foreign objects in your auditory canal. “Nothing smaller than your elbow,” I believe it went, [...]

It gets hot in Indiana. It really does.
I’m not sure if the rest of the country realizes this.
Yesterday, for instance, I got in the car, fired up the A/C, looked down at the little thermometer and did a double-take: “100?” “100?!” I didn’t even know the display went into the triple digits.
It’s so hot [...]

Yeah: my coworker Jake is playing the Clay Aiken Christmas album on his computer speakers right now. Loud.
And dancing around over my shoulder.
With heroic humility and quiet nobility, I say nothing, and continue typing.
Just hear those sleigh bells ringaling. Ting ting tingaling.

Yeah: my coworker Jake is playing the Clay Aiken Christmas album on his computer speakers right now. Loud.
And dancing around over my shoulder.
With heroic humility and quiet nobility, I say nothing, and continue typing.
Just hear those sleigh bells ringaling. Ting ting tingaling.

Yeah: my coworker Jake is playing the Clay Aiken Christmas album on his computer speakers right now. Loud.
And dancing around over my shoulder.
With heroic humility and quiet nobility, I say nothing, and continue typing.
Just hear those sleigh bells ringaling. Ting ting tingaling.

Yeah: my coworker Jake is playing the Clay Aiken Christmas album on his computer speakers right now. Loud.
And dancing around over my shoulder.
With heroic humility and quiet nobility, I say nothing, and continue typing.
Just hear those sleigh bells ringaling. Ting ting tingaling.

Yeah: my coworker Jake is playing the Clay Aiken Christmas album on his computer speakers right now. Loud.
And dancing around over my shoulder.
With heroic humility and quiet nobility, I say nothing, and continue typing.
Just hear those sleigh bells ringaling. Ting ting tingaling.

Yeah: my coworker Jake is playing the Clay Aiken Christmas album on his computer speakers right now. Loud.
And dancing around over my shoulder.
With heroic humility and quiet nobility, I say nothing, and continue typing.
Just hear those sleigh bells ringaling. Ting ting tingaling.

Assembled any furniture recently? Like programming a remote control, grooming a beagle or performing hip-replacement surgery, it’s one of those activities that makes you sit back when it’s all finished and say, “Well, that was certainly a pain in the ass, but I can’t see how it could have been any simpler.”
My sister and her [...]

When I said “eleven Cher albums later,” I just meant that eleven Cher albums had come out since I was born – NOT that I own or have purchased eleven Cher albums. I don’t even know if eleven is the right number, because I am not a close follower of the career or musical stylings [...]

As of now, the planet has twirled its way around the Sun just about exactly twenty-eight times since I got born.
Five presidents, two American wars and eleven Cher albums later, here I stand.
Did you know I missed Halley’s comet? I did. It came by when I was in grade school, and the teachers wistfully informed [...]

Growing up, I played a lot of football – most of it in my mind. There were real games, of course, many with memorable injury stories, but none so great as those held in the stadium of my adolescent imagination.
One day, for some reason, I decided to share a highlight from one of these imaginary [...]

In the course of getting to and from San Francisco, Penelope and I traveled above ground and below it, slow and fast, carrying things and dragging them. We went for an illustration conference, to see the city and to see our friends: Katrina, Christine, Mati and Kate, but along the way we encountered lots of [...]

Trolley Still Originally uploaded by This Guy Colin.
Well, we went to San Francisco, and I still don’t know how to summarize the trip and the place and the relative qualities of that place and this one and the position of this event in my life overall [...]

I’m going to San Francisco tomorrow, and I wonder what that will be like. I’ve never been there before.
From the pictures I’ve seen, I think San Francisco will be tilted – toward the sea or away from it I’m not sure. Slanty for sure, though.
I think there will be motorcycles zooming everywhere, because [...]

Happy Fourth of July, everybody.
Did you know that although this holiday commemorates the signing of the Declaration of Independence in 1776, it was not officially declared a national holiday until 1941?
And did you know that the Pyrotechnic Motherlode, a 16-shot 500-gram aerial repeater, shoots up red crackle, blue crackle and white crackle, then produces [...]