Every day, Oliver (my golden retriever) brings me his tattered, deflated soccer ball precisely at 5:35 p.m., minutes after he’s eaten dinner, sensibly suggesting that I help him burn off a few kibble calories with a brisk game of soccer. I always oblige, otherwise he will follow me around the house for …
I saw this movie recently called “The Real Dirt On Farmer John.” It’s the story of a maybe eccentric (maybe just a regular, slightly wacky boomer, i.e. kindred spirit) who took his legacy, the family farm in Illinois, on a journey from traditional farm, to a hippie haven in the sixties, to …
Here’s a quick follow-up to my previous post about the Albany baby who fell from a window into the arms of a postal worker: Another child, a one-year-old girl named Cindy, fell from a window in Queens last Wednesday. She plummeted four stories, but landed on two balls in a backyard stairwell, …
I wanted to paint my walls white. How hard could that be? You go to the paint store, buy a few gallons, and slap it on. So I did that first part: I went to a paint store. I gravitated towards a salesman who resembled the coach of the Boston Celtics.”Um, I’m …
As everyone knows, the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints was recently rocked when the Child Protection Services of the State of Texas rounded up all their kids for (presumably) safe keeping. On TV, we saw countless images of girls and boys in clothes reminiscent of another era: the …
So, as many of you pointed out, shortly after I wrote about George W. and the cherry tree chopping, archeologists discovered Ferry Farm, G. W.’s long lost plantation, and the cherry tree story reared it’s apocryphal head once again. However, one journalist reported that no cherry trees were found on the property …