Attention Guys: How Is Your Cave?
Friday, May 30th, 2008
I remember the first home I bought in Ashland, Massachusetts. I was in my twenties and it had three bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, was about 1800 square feet and had some really nice views. The thing that I remember the most and probably enjoyed the most was my basement. Back then, my basement was "code" for sports bar. It had two TVs and hundreds of sports pictures, ticket stubs and other memorabilia everywhere in the room. Yes, there was a bar and refrigerator and yes, we had some really fun parties.
Over the years my homes have gotten a little bit bigger, BUT for some reason my sports bar or "cave" has gotten much smaller. In my current home office I have about fifteen sports pictures hanging on the walls and that’s it. In our media room (I wish that was my cave), I have about the same on the walls and according to Trish that is plenty. In fact, five too many. If I want to add another picture, there tends to be a negotiation that may include jewelry as a trade. I do understand her position since we do entertain quite a bit in the room.
Guys, my cave isn’t that great. How is yours? Yes, I have a large screen TV, but frankly in my perfect cave I would have five TVs in it, a nice bar area, pool table, ping pong table, pinball machines, cigar room and many other things.
It would also include beautiful and very comfortable oversized leather chairs and couches.
With the cost of sporting events increasing each and every day (or at least it seems that way to me) and large screen TVs being very common, it seems to be that media rooms will be a code word for "man caves." I wish I had a big and better one.
Perhaps it is time for us to move.
- What about you? How is your "man cave?"
- If you could do whatever you want in your "cave", what would it be?
I look forward to hearing your comments.


Over the years there have been some great tough guys.
There aren’t a lot of things I constantly think about that I need to change but this is one for sure. I do things right sometimes when it comes to this particular subject, but not all the time. I know it is important but it just isn’t convenient all of the time. I need to be much more consistent and have it be top of mind much more often. I am good when I am in the kitchen or the den but not really good when I am anywhere else in my house. I am pretty good when I am in the office on some things and others not so much.
Tampa Bay Rays finish over .500 this year? The Rays have never finished above .500 in their history. Last year they were 30 games under .500 and finished last for the 9th time in the last 10 years. They have some nice pitching and solid young players. I believe they will finish third in the east and end up 82-80. Do you agree? If so raise your hand!
Forbes Magazine rates the most miserable cities in the United States. The rating is based on a number of things:
I also think they should add some additional criteria to identify the most miserable cities. Education and the rating of the cities’ schools is an obvious addition they should make.
Yes, my birthday is this month. It isn’t a big one, but needless to say I am a year older. Sometimes I think I am really old. I can’t run as fast as I used to. I don’t heal as quickly as I used to. And frankly, I probably get tired a little more easily than I used to.





One of my favorite things as a kid was to sit out with the "dads" while they smoked cigars and pipes, talked politics and sports, and drank whatever it was at the time. Sure, there was a lot of bluster, competition and boasting, but that’s part of the charm of the guys and, frankly, I was in awe of them with their European cars, high-powered careers and wry senses of humor. It was fascinating to listen to and cigars just solidified the mystique.
I can remember my first day at M/A/R/C Research almost four years ago. I didn’t know anyone at all and needed help finding my office. One by one I met the staff. One by one I forgot the staff’s name and that probably continued for my first week. I was always impressed with how nice, open and talented they were. For some reason they accepted me–or at least appeared to anyway. Reviewing the financials, I knew pretty well that I had a few challenges in front of me. I knew each great or happy day could be followed with a hard or sad day.
