Every late spring I become preoccupied with sunscreens. Being ginger-haired and porcelain-skinned my genes suit me to live somewhere at or above 60 degrees north latitude. My ancestors were likely awed and frightened by the angry ball of fire that appeared in the sky in mid-July. So now that I’m stuck in the sunbaked south [...]
Archive for May, 2007
The Latest in Skin Safety
Posted in Cogitatin' on May 31, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Am I Right, Folks? That Guy In The Front Row Knows What I’m Talking About
Posted in The Good Life on May 30, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Grocery store trainers simply must examine their bagging curriculum. There’s a widespread consensus that everything has to go into a bag, and the fewer items per bag, the better. Baggers in every store I go to insist on it, even for things that have handles, like milk jugs and six packs. For the love of [...]
What I Think Will Happen On Lost
Posted in Entertainments on May 25, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Last night my wife and I huddled around the computer monitor to tune in the season finale of Lost. Here’s what I thought.
I was somewhat disappointed with Jack’s beard. Besides looking like one of those fake ones that hook behind the ears, it gave it away that it was a post-island future, diminishing the gestalt [...]
My Friend Tyran & How He Ate My Egg Salad
Posted in Oh, the Memories on May 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
When I was in third grade I had a classmate named Tyran, which was pronounced like “tie-ran”, which is kind of a funny name. One day we had a picnic behind the school for which I brought some of mom’s special egg salad sandwiches. Finishing up our picnic and heading inside–and having had my fill [...]
Excuse Me
Posted in Educators of the World, Unite! on May 3, 2007 | 1 Comment »
This semester has been a doozy for student excuses. Besides the usual crop of unimaginative doggerel, I’ve been subjected to some of the most audacious flimflam ever heard of in these parts. One kid has been out the whole semester after serial tragedies sent him, his father, and mother to the hospital–all in unrelated events.
Another [...]
