Those kids. I’ll tell you. Out of the mouths of babes. You know, when I was in high school, I was not particularly interested in politics. Sure, I knew who was who. We learned it at home and we learned
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Whale of a time.
Someone told Charlie Brown once, “You win some, and you lose some.” And he responded, “That would be nice.” Charlie, oh Charlie. It seemed like he was losing most of the time. Always the odd man out. The bonk on
Fill it up. Or down.
Balloons are quite the thing. They come in all shapes and sizes, that is a certainty. I have never much cared for them, no matter how they look. I think it comes from early trauma as a kid. I can
Good to see.
I was in the midst of writing a trenchant political and religious post. But then our granddaughter showed up for a visit this evening. To see her two grandmothers. That trumps all. ========= “Happiness depends upon ourselves.” ― Aristotle
Tailing the tail.
I’ve been looking for a good place to buy meat. Something with some options, like Bison, or Organic Beef. Things you don’t find too readily in Preble County. I heard of a good one over in Englewood. Barley’s Butcher Shop.
Oh de Ode.
Ah, the first Wednesday of Spring. I called my friend Geisel, as I do every Wednesday. We had a great big chat. He bought a new hat. And. He’s decided to quit eating ham, but he still loves a
Cracking the mystery.
I saw a news story yesterday about a gorilla. A male Silverback gorilla who lives at the Philadelphia Zoo. His name is Louis, and he likes to walk around standing straight up. On two legs. He rarely does that four-legged
Slow. Steady.
“Plodding wins the race.” — Aesop One of the people I admire most in this world was a plodder. My Dad. He was a lot of things, actually. He died at the age of 91, and it felt like
Be soft. Don’t crumble.
I think this is the time of the year for Girl Scout Cookies. Many of you know I don’t eat cookies anymore. The last time I had a cookie was 1980 or so. I bet there have been a lot
Light Ideas
Today, was in fact, St. Patrick’s Day. I’m not going to write about that, since I am not the least bit Irish, and even if I were, I would still not really give a darn about it. Truthfully, it is