Author Archive for cory.waterhouse

I’m lucky to live in San Diego

I’m sure you’ve wondered where liquid libation experts go when the sun comes up. Well, actually we slink away to our shiny castles in the hills, and silently close our coffins to slumber away the day safe from the dangerous sun’s rays. We can’t be seen in public. We have a reputation to protect. Or […]

Pigskin, passion and Pop Warner

Are you ready for some football? No, not that flashy dundercrap on television every Sunday. Steroids and assault charges might be fun for tabloids, but the rest of us remember when professionals were just that. In the NFL, a paycheck is usually eschewed in favor of pride, class and respect. Just ask Junior Seau. I’m […]

The honest truth about slinging drinks

Sometimes decapitating Coronas and carefully tipping Jack Daniel’s into glass buckets isn’t quite as glamorous as it seems. As sad as it sounds, when I walk into a bar, I usually pat my back pocket on arrival, checking for my shiny, worn bottle opener. Every bartender’s bottle opener is the tool by which they conduct […]

An open letter to bar patrons

I’d like to take this opportunity to write an open letter to a few of the more colorful characters that I happen to see on a nightly basis. I may, or may not, be talking about you, so don’t come up to the bar asking if it’s you. If you have to ask, then it’s […]

An open letter to bar patrons

I’d like to take this opportunity to write an open letter to a few of the more colorful characters that I happen to see on a nightly basis. I may, or may not, be talking about you, so don’t come up to the bar asking if it’s you. If you have to ask, then it’s […]

Dream a little dream

Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives. — William Dement   I have this recurring dream where I’m hardly wearing any clothing and for some reason I’m walking around in public. I try to come to grips with the fact that I’m only […]

Solutions to that little oil spill problem

Sometimes I fantasize about being hired by British Petroleum to help defend against the hippies, freaks and oil-slicked loon scrubbing chiba monkeys to provide a bit of support for a little company that’s just trying to earn a buck in this rough and tumble world economy. Someone has to defend the little guy, right? Well, […]

Words of wisdom for my daughter

As I awoke this morning to my daughter’s siren serenade of “Dadaaaa,” my tired smile turned to horror as I caught a whiff of what I thought had been month-old roadkill.  Alas, it was not.  With my daughter Samantha turning 2 recently, I thought I might share small bits of wisdom that I’ve gleaned over […]

Just horse-shoein’ around

As June peeks its gloomy head around the clouds and begins the blistering pace toward the August finale, I wanted to discuss a sport that is severely lacking national attention.  Or any attention for that matter.  Throwing horseshoes, or “pitching” to those privy to the appropriate lexicon, has been a Waterhouse extravaganza dating back to […]

With 2012 looming, let’s ditch the useless

So apparently the apocalypse is upon us.  We have about two years to get our collective crap together and immerse ourselves in biblical prophecies, rumors and legends and brace for the frightening amount of violent death that we should expect sometime around December 2012. We, as Americans, need to be the bright and shining beacon […]