Author Archives: Tosh McIntosh

If the title of this post is black and/or you see the fighter-pilot header, click on the title to view the featured-image header and continue reading. Ah, yes, Mother Nature. She can be sweet and loving one minute, and then suddenly morph into a Wicked Witch. And sometimes, she can be nothing more than whimsical. A few months ago while exercising at the Hill Country Middle School athletic field near my home, I happened to glance down and find this. Picked it up and almost couldn’t believe how perfectly it matched my mind’s image of a Mongol warrior’s helmet. For … Continue reading →

If the title of this post is black and/or you see the fighter-pilot header, click on the title to view the featured-image header and continue reading. My brother and I have a long-standing tradition of dealing with the “McIntosh Brother’s Pandora’s Box” Syndrome. We believe that Pandora has dedicated her life to making one of us miserable whenever we try to fix or improve something around the house. So when one of us is contemplating a difficult project that might potentially be troublesome, we call up the other and suggest that he begin something simple that will distract Pandora long … Continue reading →

If the title of this post is black and/or you see the fighter-pilot header, click on the title to view the featured-image header and continue reading. Pocket Stun Gun, a Great Gift for the Wife This account is supposedly true. If not, it should be as a testimony to the difficulty men have in picking out the perfect gifts for their wives. Here it is: Last weekend I saw something at Larry’s Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What … Continue reading →

Men are just happier people. What else would you expect from such simple creatures? Image credit: crackskullbob.squarespace.com Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don’t have to stop and think of which way to … Continue reading →

If the title of this post is black and/or you see the fighter-pilot header, click on the title to view the featured-image header. To say that I miss the days of strapping into the F-4 Phantom cockpit is an understatement in the extreme. To say that I could climb in one today and feel at home again is probably an overstatement in the extreme, although I’ll never admit it. But the truth of the matter is that you never shed the effects once it’s in your blood, and here are two images to prove the point.

If the title of this post is black and/or you see the fighter pilot header, click on the title to view the featured image header and continue reading. In the summer of 2011 I opened up a copy of Photoshop Elements 8 for the first time. I’d received it bundled with a scanner, and plans to indie publish my novel without going deep into the negative side of the balance sheet dictated that I explore the possibility of designing my own cover. That effort and creating more covers for myself and others has taught me a number of things, the … Continue reading →

If the title of this post is black and/or you see the fighter pilot header, click the title to view the featured image header and continue reading. Montrose is a coastal resort town and former royal burgh (an autonomous corporate entity) in Angus, Scotland. Situated 38 miles north of Dundee between the mouths of the North and South Esk rivers, it is the northernmost coastal town in Angus and developed as a natural harbor that traded in skins, hides and cured salmon in medieval times. With a population of approximately 12,000, Montrose is an important commercial port for the thriving oil … Continue reading →