Category: O’Folks
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Talkies
Tickets went on sale for the Wisconsin Film Fest at noon today. We had the films we wanted to see picked out the night before and sat waiting with the web browser of the most dependable computer in the house parked on the film fest web site, mouse-clicking finger poised ready to hit the “buy… Read.
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In Future
A story about patience and civility: While I was living in Bedford, England, about a million years ago, I used to take the train to London just about every chance I got and wander around because, you know, cool! Why wouldn’t I, right? I mean, when was I ever going to get the chance to… Read.
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You Never Close Your Eyes
On this morning’s broadcast of Says You, host Richard Sher asked the panel which twentieth-century pop song has been played more than any other on the radio. First guess, “White Christmas,” was not bad, but I think maybe it just seems to get more air play than any other song, especially right around the middle… Read.
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Beer and Cheese
Beer and cheese! They had gallons of the former and tons of the latter at the convention center yesterday afternoon, where I passed the time wandering from booth to booth with My Darling B, or passing most of the time with her, as it turned out. We got separated about midway through the afternoon and… Read.
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New Year’s Eve
Today’s New Year’s Eve so we get the day off because we’re state workers. It’s one of the benefits that are showered on us like confetti at a hero’s ticker-tape parade. I can’t wait to see how that’s going to change. Watch this space. But for now, we’re enjoying the day off: Sleeping in a… Read.
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Touchdown
Sean called us as soon as he landed in Denver last night to let us know his trip went without a hitch and he was all right. What a good boy. I know B likes to get the all-clear from him whenever he flies home, same as she likes to use her laptop to check… Read.
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Prezzies!
We opened presents last night because I couldn’t wait any longer. The kids aren’t as jazzed about Christmas as they were when they were wee little bugs, but I was so excited about seeing My Darling B open the prezzie I got for her that I knew I’d pee my pants if I had to… Read.
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Goats Ate My Kid!
I don’t know why they puts goats in petting zoos, do you? Goats are pretty creepy-looking animals. They’re kind of skeletal with all those bony bumps, they’ve got demon eyes, and they’re always jerking around as if their own personal invisible devil is jabbing them up the behind with a sharpened, flaming stick. Yeh, let’s… Read.
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A ding on the loop
My very first car was a ’69 Volkswagen microbus nicknamed “Warbaby.” I bought it for five hundred bucks from a hippy who threw in his battered copy of John Muir’s book, “How to Keep Your Volkswagen Alive: A Manual of Step by Step Procedures for the Compleat Idiot.” The pages were already dog-eared and smeared… Read.
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