Wednesday, November 26, 2014

False Alarm


The guy with the lamb is Patrick Rothfuss. 

I still can’t decide if he is my favorite author, or if I hate his guts for making us continue to wait for the third volume of the Kingkiller Chronicles Trilogy.  The truth is probably a little of both.

So when I opened Google news  this morning to see his name in a headline,  I got very excited – only to be disappointed again.  The book is not on its way – the Article is about Heifer International, his favorite charity.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014



The grand jury report on the death of Michael Brown was released last night and, as promised, it led to a night of violence in Ferguson, Missouri.  There has been widespread arson and looting and at least 29 arrests.

I’m sure that there must be a few demonstrators who are sincerely protesting what they view as a miscarriage of justice, but I can’t help but wonder how many are the same sort of people who run amok after their hometown wins an NBA championship, for example.

How many actually give a damn about Brown vs. the number who see this as an opportunity to grab  a new flat screen TV?

Monday, November 24, 2014


Writing a daily blog can sometimes be a challenge.  That’s okay - it’s actually part of why I do it – but sometimes I can’t come up with anything new, or exciting, or even mildly interesting to post.

Today is one of those days, so I’m just posting a picture emailed to me last week….


Sunday, November 23, 2014


catsBetter late than never, I suppose. 

We finally got around to watching CATS, Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical about a late-night gathering of felines.  When the video version was shown on PBS last week, we recorded it, and we watched it yesterday evening.  It was the first time Honey and I had seen the show.

It’s not like there haven’t been other opportunities – CATS premiered in London in 1981, and on Broadway a year later.  At one time the longest-running show on Broadway, it was surpassed in 2006 by  Phantom of the Opera, another Webber show. 

Like Grizabella the Glamour Cat, the play refuses to die – or at least continues to be reincarnated.  According to the UK rag, the Mirror, Nicole Sherzinger has been spotted at the Battersea Dogs and Cats Home studying strays for her role as Grizabella.  She’ll be starring in a London revival scheduled to open next month.

And by the way, yes, we enjoyed it.  In fact, we thought it was fabulous.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Busy Morning

Today’s the day we finally get rid of our huge collection of outdoor Christmas stuff. 

The purchaser is on the way, and we need to get everything loaded up this morning because the weather forecast is calling for some really bad weather this afternoon.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Punny You Should Ask

Thanksgiving is less than a week away.  Seems like a good time for a little math humor….

math humorOkay, I thought it was funny, but I realize that it’s only funny if you can read it or figure it out for yourself.

Just so you’ll seem cool (or sufficiently geeky) the next time you see it:

  • the square root of minus one is i
  • two cubed equals eight
  • Sigma is the symbol that designates the sum
  • pi should be self-explanatory



Thursday, November 20, 2014


George Bernard Shaw is credited with saying England and America are “two countries separated by a common language” but you don’t have to cross the Atlantic to run into problems.

I came across an on-line article yesterday about “Canadianisms” – words and phrases commonly used in Canada but unfamiliar to people below the 49th Parallel.

It features words like Tuque, which is a knit cap similar to what we might call a watch cap, and Hooped, more or less synonymous with FUBAR, an adjective which describes a situation so screwed up as to be unfixable.

The article reminded me of a true story about the difference in Mexican and Puerto Rican Spanish. 

An old friend of mine has bright red hair (now going gray) and looks as Irish as a Leprechaun, but he is of pure Spanish descent and was born and raised in Puerto Rico.  He is married to a Mexican woman.

On their first trip to California to meet her parents, Felix saw his mother-in-law drop a clothespin as she was hanging out the wash.  He rushed toward her saying “Let me get your pinza.” It was all perfectly innocent – pinza is Spanish for clamp or pincer and in Puerto Rico it is the word commonly used for a clothespin.  Unfortunately, it is also crude Mexican slang for a certain female body part.  

He says they can laugh about it now, but it was several months before she would stay in the same room with him, even when his wife was around.