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Thank You for Your Service

This photo is a snippet from my Pop's application to join the Navy after Pearl Harbor. He didn't have to join; he was already 35, married with two kids, and a good career. In case you can't read it, question 8 asks: State in full your reason for making application at this particular time (include reason for choice of the Navy in preference to other services). And my Pop's answer: Consider present status not essential... Read more →

Hockey's Almost Over; It Must Be Summer

Game 6, Eastern Conference Finals. The New Jersey Devils (for whom I am reluctantly rooting) versus the New York Rangers at Madison Square Garden. The winner will face the Los Angeles Kings in the Stanley Cup Final series; the Cup will be awarded by June 13th at the latest. And then summer will begin. It's a slow withdrawal, this ending of hockey season. Luckily, So You Think You Have Pants Can Dance has started up... Read more →

Pull Up Your Goddamn Pants: Trifecta Edition

They say good things come in threes and I had proof of it last Friday afternoon. Yes indeedy! In the short walk from the subway station to the bus stop, I was able to photograph not one, not two, but THREE droopy-drawered dudes -- a trifecta of sagitude! First up, a moderately saggy-pantsed fellow. I think this guy just has pants that are too large for him, as opposed to the guys making bold fashion... Read more →

Sunday Re-Stealing

I haven't done Sunday Stealing for quite a while, so here we go! 1. Have you ever peed your pants as an adult? That's kind of a personal question, isn't it? Oh, what the heck -- I haven't completely peed my pants as an adult, but I've sneezed a few times with unfortunate results. 2. Who do you have a celebrity crush on now? Oh...I think it would have to be Chris Hemsworth (Thor!) for... Read more →

This and That

In 1937, a gallon of gasoline cost 10 cents -- at least that what the "Finance Fact" on AMC's showing of "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" says. Now it ranges from $3.57 at the WaWa in Beltsville to $4.05 at the Exxon in northwest DC. Then again, folks make more money now than they did in 1937. My mom told me that when the Great Depression hit, her salary was cut in half -- from... Read more →

Empty Bucket

My department is having a "Quarterly Business Review" in a week or so. This is an all-day meeting where each group in the department makes a spiel about how "impactful" they have been. We also get a free lunch, which is usually the highlight of the meeting. At this upcoming meeting, we all have to share one item from our bucket lists. This activity is, I suppose, meant to inspire and impress and help us... Read more →