Making My Debut on Esquire and Redbook in 36 Minutes Time
Yesterday was a pretty bizarre day. In the span 36 minutes, I was published on Redbook and Esquire. Yeah, THAT Redbook and THAT Esquire. Biz. Arre.
Yesterday was a pretty bizarre day. In the span 36 minutes, I was published on Redbook and Esquire. Yeah, THAT Redbook and THAT Esquire. Biz. Arre.
I quietly built and launched a brand new website a couple of weeks back. The url is jeffbogle.com and it will serve as the home of my seasonal photography portfolios or collections, frankly I’m not 100% comfortable with either title. The simple idea is to showcase nice images in a […]
The Bear was apoplectic about spending 3+ hours in mid-July driving through Death Valley. That may or may not have been a driving force in us actually doing it. Because we’re a fan of awkward humor and of pushing our kids’ boundaries of comfort. Be adventurous, keep stepping out on […]
As we prepared for our 3-week cross country road trip, connecting the dots between a variety of cities and sights, and calculating the drive times from one hotel to the next, I remained pretty wide open to any idea, pit stop and route. The only spot in the nation where […]
I know, I know, I get it, they are too freaking cute: the 3/4 length leopard print tee for $7, the pseudo-inspirational female-empowerment text-based hoodie on sale for $12, the plaid skirts at $14.99, the ripped retro jeans for a few bucks more or less maybe if you use Cartwheel […]
Just yesterday, I was brought on as a podcast guest to talk all things modern family music. I cannot remember exactly what I said — that’s par for the course when I’m spewing for long periods of time — but I do know that I remarked about how the all-ages […]
Ears. Shove it straight into your ears. What? Did you think I was going somewhere else with that? The Not-Its! “Participation Trophy” — their fine song from their fine album KidQuake! — is all yours for FREEEEEE right now as a clever and sensible reaction to Participation Trophy-Gate spurred on […]
Nine years ago this spring, on a snowy Saturday morning, we three ducked into a suburban Philadelphia theater after a brunch with my folks. The occasion deserved a photo, and here it is, although I haven’t a clue who took it. Selfie sticks weren’t invented yet, not that I’d be […]