Fridays With Freddy: Am I Aging?

Half of these pictures were taken one year ago today. The other half were taken a few moments ago. Question – is it just me, or am I aging and growing at the speed of sound? The biped looks more or less the same, but I’m damn near unrecognizable. How is that possible? How large will I become? At this rate, I’ll be the size of a horse by 2018. I’m worried. Fred Mike’s Facebook Page

Bobblehead News & 3-Day Auction!

As you may have heard, my odyssey to mass-produce a high-quality, competitively-priced Bobblehead entirely in the USA is now complete, and the results are coming to a future episode of Somebody’s Gotta Do It. Without giving too much away, I can tell you that much of what I suspected was confirmed. We succeeded on the “high-quality part,” but fell short on “competitively-priced” and “mass-produced” part. The reasons for this are complicated, and best explained by actual economist. But the bottom line is this: it is simply impossible in today’s global market to mass-produce a high-quality, American-made Bobblehead, at a competitive Read More

Off The Wall: Baltimore Riots

Catherine Beck Shoup Today at 9:22am We could use your perspective right now as a hometown hero, Mike. I have shared some pictures with a more positive perspective on my page, and hoping you can comment on this situation for the millions who listening to you. I know you don’t get into politics, but Baltimore could use a little wisdom, Mike Rowe style. Hi Catherine I doubt that I could write anything more wise or positive than what you’ve already shared on your own page. As for heroic, I’ll go with the attached images. Secondly, to the hundreds who have Read More

A Sign of the Times

Those of you who caught SGDI two weeks ago will recall Craig and Rory May – the father and son blacksmiths who forge hot iron into amazing works of art up in the Colorado Rockies. I spent a day at The Dragon Forge last Fall, where I was reintroduced to the joys of blisters and second degree burns, as well as the absolute futility of complaining about such things to men like Craig and Rory. As Craig likes to say, “There’s no crying in blacksmithing.” Indeed. There is however, a fair amount of generosity, which brings me to the point Read More

Mrs. Frazier’s Exploding Toilet

Once upon a time, (2005, as I recall,) a nice lady named Mrs. Frazier awoke to an unaccustomed sound emanating from the lower level of her modest home in Staten Island. It began as a “gurgling,” evolved into a “babbling,” and quickly grew into a series of growls and barks, interspersed with the sounds a giant might make if he were trying to clear his throat of all the phlegm in the world. Alarmed, Mrs. Frazier stood at the top of her stairs and peered cautiously down, wondering why some escaped demon from hell had chosen her home to chew Read More