What I miss about being a toddler is that I could ask any question that most adults could answer. “Doggy?” “Yes, that’s a doggy. It’s a very big doggy, and that one over there is a very small doggy.” “Why can’t I put my fingers in the socket?” “Because you’ll get shocked, and you might die. That’s not a good thing.” “How do radios work?” “Well … there’s a tiny little orchestra playing in there.” These days, my questions aren’t…
It’s been over a decade since I last took a college course. I used to be a fiend about it; I’d enroll in classes at the earliest possible minute, take as many classes as I could manage in a quarter while working two jobs, pay my tuition right away when I had the money, and take care of various other things like parking permits, student IDs, and the like. Whatever I needed to do, I got it done. Boy, ten…
I planned on posting something longer, more substantial, but I’m feeling incredibly tired and world weary today. Share this post:
We’re too hot to handle. There’s absolutely no doubt. The Tiger team is really mean. We’re gonna knock you out. Too hot to handle. [Clap. Clap. Clap.] Watch out! It’s been so hot today, I’m regressing to my high school days, trying to cool off. It was 118 degrees in the Valley (Los Angeles), so I guess I should be happy it wasn’t as bad here. Still, it’s pretty bad. There’s no wind, no cooling breeze. The air is unbearably…
I have some crazy ass, long worded notes scribbled onto a page in my memo pad, meant to be the seeds of a brilliant post that would challenge people to participate and indulge in some sesquipedalian madness. That, and I had several often quoted movies in mind for the next Familiar Unfamiliar post. Great fun for everyone! But honestly, I just have way too many shows stacked up on my DVR, and I’m behind on all of them—I’d like to…