He was in the garage; home early from work. Messing with the mower. Mike came running up the driveway from school. He had a walnut in his hand. He was five.

  "Look at this, Dad, I saw a squirrel drop it out on the sidewalk!" He took it in his hand, but Mike was gone into the house, looking for his sister.

  Years passed. They had moved. They didn't know anyone. They were all they had. He was in the basement, working on the house and waiting. He heard the upstairs door open…

It’s hardly surprising that so many guys become anxious for a place at Uni. Three or four years later they can leave there with a scroll attesting to their acquired knowledge. By that means they can almost guarantee themselves a place in ‘the system’. A mortgage will probably soon follow.

But what is this arid knowledge – the utterings, one suspects, of so many lifeless lectures – compared to the knowledge of lived experience?

Backing up for a moment, let’s not forget that, as…

During this uniform series, we've focused on firefighter and police uniforms. This final post of the series focuses on an amazingly strong and lightweight textile used in both uniforms, Kevlar.

In the mid-60s, Stephanie Kwolek, a chemist working for DuPont, invented Kevlar, opening the doors for…

According to legend, a certain insomiatic Count requested that Bach compose some pieces for Goldberg, the Count's keyboardist, "that he (the Count) might be a little cheered up by them in his sleepless nights." After Bach had composed these

As some of the users on this website will know, I have been down in the dumps lately, and I've been very difficult to reason with. I've taken the negative energy of my own problems and put them out onto this website, and as well as appreciating the advice I have received, I have also had a harsh realization given to me by two particular members, who receive my thanks for opening my eyes to an important lesson.

I thought I was on the right track to finding the man I am supposed…

I noticed last week that members’ blog posts no longer appear on the main community page.

As someone who enjoyed not only blogging but reading other’s blogs, this development disappoints me. Yes, it was often a lot of drivel (including mine) and exhortations to go offsite, I’m sure a big no-no in terms of advertising.

But in the dreck there would be a gem now and then; someone putting down their thoughts in a manner way more meaningful and in-depth than what occurs in the…

When I was about six years old my dad gave me a dirt bike.  When I was ten years old he gave me a B.B. gun.  When I was fourteen he gave me a truck.  When I turned sixteen he made it wicked fast.  When I was eighteen he gave me a shotgun.  Looking back now I can say that every stage of my adolescence…

Funny how things can change; a mood, a perspective.

Last week I felt so shitty and negative as I wrote the last blog. Only to (again) have some wonderful, supportive response from the men here.

I had mentioned I would not being returning to the Mankind Project meeting at my county seat, but a former member let me know of another group starting up even closer to me. Between being impressed at his tenacity for what he believed in, and the closeness of this meeting, I decided to…

I am the youngest of four kids, raised in a middle class family, my parents gave us all we ever needed, and childhood was somewhat normal with its fair share of traumatic events.

I have had an undeniable feeling for a long time that I do not fit in anywhere. I don't consider myself anti-social but I find it difficult to handle many people.

Guess the best description for me is both intro and extrovert. A teddybear with a definite dark side.

I am 6'2" and I get the…

Part of my training as a costume designer was studying costume history, including some military history. I found uniforms particularly fascinating because of the beautiful lines and cuts, and the brilliant and logical practicality of military gear.

I was privileged to inspect the military-like uniforms of the…

I am newly returned from two weeks vacation in the U.S. I stayed with my son and his family at their home situated alongside the Hudson River, a house with a pool and some extensive grounds.

Aside from the obvious highlights - time with my family plus taking full advantage of the terrific food and drink on offer - the major delight for me was the opportunity to lie around soaking up the sun totally naked.

There’s something weirdly special for me about this, something deeply…

I've been "running" around for 4 days online and someone recommended Art of Manliness as a venue i should check out.

I'm trying to get feedback on a project i started about 6 months ago and recently launched on Kickstarter.com. If you a paper and pen sort of person, but at the same time feel a little naked without your iPad

NOTEBLOX - magnetic, stackable iPad journals…

From my blog at jamesdennard.com

I have paid attention to the smells around me from a young age. The honeysuckle at the edge where our yard ended and the woods beside my childhood home began; the smell of the grass just after it had been mowed and after a rain; dirt and mud- all these are smells in nature that I carry from childhood. My mother is a very good cook, and many childhood memories are tied to spending time in the kitchen with her and enjoying the aromas of…

Bell & Ross watches are rapidly becoming one of the most sought after and stylish luxury watches on the market and their Vintage WW1 watches are exactly the sort of timepiece which makes the Bell & Ross brand tick.

For any vintage style watch aficionado, it is difficult to look beyond…

A very brief summary of The Fourth Turning, for use in a TGD discussion.

Per this book, there's a sequence of national moods (USA, and elsewhere), and a resulting sequence of moods of generations.

You have a crisis.  The young are in the forefront of resolving it.  Great Depression, WWII.  They call that particular generation "GI."  Earlier crises:  US…

Haven't been coming here much lately. Part of me tells me I still don't belong here, I have no business developing the man part of me. 

Lately, that part has been winning. Work continues to take the lion's share of my attention, and it becomes a comfort. I don't have to work on the man, just keep doing what I've been doing well for all these years, turning into decades. The pursuit of manliness is a luxury of time and for the much younger who are still jockeying for position in…