Escape from IKEA

Many stores are impossible to leave with just the one item you need. Target. Home Depot. Barnes and Noble. I hear that Costco falls into this category too. For us, IKEA is a trap. Not so much the actual furniture part - we can pretty easily avoid buying sofas, bookcases, beds, and kitchens. The trap is the Marketplace. So many small things that are so inexpensive just kind of jump out and land in the... Read more →


Super Mega

One of the nice things about the Sunday New York Times is the crossword puzzle. I love doing it. And yes, I do it in ink. Sometimes this results in smudges where I've had to overwrite a wrong answer, but I still do it in ink. Anyhow, a couple of weeks ago, the Times published its Super Mega Crossword Puzzle. It's almost a full two-page spread! I knew that this would be A Project, so... Read more →


How High?

So, here's an interesting article from the Washington Post, on driving while high on reefer. Evidently there's no breathalyzer equivalent for pot; to determine how much THC is roaming around in a person, you have to do a blood test. I would like to modestly propose some additions to the standard field sobriety tests that might help police officers decide if a person is too high to drive without having to resort to a blood... Read more →


Young Old

As of today, I have officially crossed the border into old-ness. According to this, I'm now a member of the "young old." I'm okay with it; it would be pretty sad if I weren't, wouldn't it? I mean, how would I resist? I can't call my member of Congress and demand that I stop growing older. One thing I've noticed is that I seem to be "cute" now. For example, Joe and I were eating... Read more →


Super Mega!

My Pop always worked the daily crossword puzzle; he was good at it too. I've inherited his liking for crossword puzzles. Ever since we subscribed to the Sunday New York Times, I've been doing that puzzle. And yes, I cheat and google the clues I can't figure out. Sue me. I always try to do it without looking things up, but sometimes just looking up one answer will open the crossword floodgates. Anyway, on Sunday... Read more →


Singing Cows and Oh, So Much Chocolate!

The weekend saga continues! We got up fairly early on Sunday -- mostly because none of us slept all that well -- and had breakfast in the hotel "bistro". The bistro was pretty much a souped up Starbucks stand, but the coffee and scones were good and the server was friendly. After breakfast, we checked out and headed back to Hershey to visit Chocolate World, the semi-free chocolate store in between Giant Center and HersheyPark.... Read more →


Fireworks at Sea

When I was little, I would sit out in the yard on hot summer evenings and watch the sky light up. Mom called it "heat lightning" and I thought it was really cool. Just the name -- heat lightning -- sounded distant and mysterious. I loved gazing at it as I sat on the low patio wall on a hot summer night. Sometimes I'd sit by my bedroom window late at night when the heat... Read more →


The Downslope of Summer

Hangin' Out on the River So it's August. We're on the downslope of summer; the dog days. Back to school commericials abound.The cicadas are singing the blues, looking for love (or at least sex) and trying to avoid the cicada killer wasps. The weather is changeable. Heat waves and thunderstorms are followed by more reasonable warm and dry days with cool nights. The most doggish of the dog days drives me back into the gym... Read more →


A Mystery

It's been so hot that I've been walking on the treadmill in the air-conditioned gym. Lately, though, the temperature has moderated a bit, so I returned to my usual path and trail walk. As I was walking along the river, I noticed these weird clumps of dark dirt dotting a small area next to the river. What could they be? Maybe a big mole run? Maybe ant hills? They did look a bit like the... Read more →


Swamped

I love swimming in the ocean; I really do! Actually, I guess it's not so much "swimming" as "splashing, jumping waves, and floating". I like to sit on the beach and get nice and hot, then stand at the edge of the water as the surf comes in and soaks my feet. I creep forward until the surf is high enough to soak my thighs, then I run into the sea. If I'm lucky I... Read more →