wonderful spam

lately, my Spam folder contains mail from sites that connect Asian, Black, and Christian singles. flattering, but—isn't spam supposed to be "smarter" than that?

an end-of-season confession

for the past several months, I've put $5 into a weekly pool whereby you draw a ball team and, if that team scores exactly 13 runs—in a win or loss—you get $150.

human-interest feedbag?

the local news—a bastion of provincialism. how are we to know the world doesn't revolve around us, when the news we're fed comes from a human-interest grab bag?

as luck would have it redux

on Tuesday, I found my second wallet of the year (this time on the bus), and a friend who lives near the findee offered to deliver it to him. how lucky is that?

Repugnicans

the GOP claim that raising the tax rate on the rich will create a class war reminds me of a bully who pushes two unwitting classmates together & yells, "fight!"

kids, don't try this at home.

the things you learn while socializing with an old pal—like, how he learned to steer with his knees from his mom, who put on her makeup while driving to church!

mind you, I'm just quoting.

soccer is a gentleman's game played by animals, rugby is an animal's game played by gentlemen, and American football is an animal's game played by animals. yep.

remembrance of thing past

"if we had wanted a memorial to 9/11, it would have been more appropriate to leave one of the giant shards of broken tower [at Ground Zero] untouched." I agree.

strange days, indeed

in ascending order, my three least favorite days of the year are the end of the softball season, the end of daylight savings time, and the day after the Series.

hold the £€ttu¢€!

one day, the kids I don't have will live in a world in which the Gov't that jumped out of bed with Big Tobacco long enough to sue them will prosecute Fast Food.

get-rich-quick

do the paid-programming powers sell enough weight belts, magic sunglasses, and smoothie machines that they can afford to clog the TV airwaves night after night?

king of Paine

Suzy says I should wear fireproof clothes to the air show, and I laugh. at the show, Phil tells me they've had lots of accidents recently. o, my prescient wife!

another "interesting ethical question"

if I comment to my friend on last night's game "without [getting] the express written consent" of the Office of the Commissioner of Major League Baseball, should I be looking over my shoulder?