(Dear readers: Please read this article, complete with comments, and then come back. Okay, done?) I’ve got some information for you, paleandpasty. Take that fence picket out of your ass and have a seat. I am so tired of people like you anonymously criticizing my city. From your self-perceived superior, suburban vantage point, you make … Continue reading An open letter to paleandpasty
Category: Observations
The (not so) Great Pumpkin
Now that it is October, I’m ready to address the apparent plot for pumpkin flavor to dominate American palates from August through December. I mean, seriously, to how many products will fake pumpkin flavor be added? Click here to see a fairly comprehensive list of products available currently. Prepare to be impressed - or repulsed. … Continue reading The (not so) Great Pumpkin
Jeter is #2 to no one
I've been a Yankees fan my entire life. In elementary school I flipped baseball cards with the boys to add to my collection and when Thurman Munson died while I was away at camp, I convinced the counselors that the American flag needed to be lowered to half mast in the Captain's honor. The Yankees' … Continue reading Jeter is #2 to no one
Red light, green light, one-two-three
Did you play that game when you were a kid? We usually alternated between Red Light and Mother, May I? on autumn evenings which grew more quickly dark as each day passed. They were fun games to play during times, which I recall as, much more simple than today. No batteries or cords necessary. These … Continue reading Red light, green light, one-two-three
7 years without a raise is too long
Those of you who know me are familiar with my tendency to become irritated or even outraged over injustices. When something bothers me, I am inclined to obsess about it or reference it repeatedly to draw attention to it.We're at a moment in time when there are an overwhelming number of things occurring in our … Continue reading 7 years without a raise is too long
Don’t. Stop. Believing.
Every year when it is time to drive west from wherever we happen to be on Cape Cod, I don't want to leave. It doesn't matter how much I miss my own home or that I already have a place booked for the following summer - I don't want my beach time to be finished. … Continue reading Don’t. Stop. Believing.
The speed of sound
One of the things I most miss about being on vacation are the sounds - the remarkable buzz of the hummingbirds, the rhythmic pounding of the waves, the echo of my running feet on the sandy road. Each of those noises reminded me that I no longer was home in the DelSo and I grew … Continue reading The speed of sound
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