Friday, August 29, 2014
Thursday, August 28, 2014
spaghetti
It appears my culinary expertise does not extend to getting spaghetti from the box to the pot without dropping a minimum of 5-10 noodles that will be randomly discovered on my kitchen floor over the next week.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
close one
There is something cool about an isolated summer thunder/lightening storm rolling in that always makes me feel like I'm in Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Dammit.. this MEANS something!!!
ac
So if what our parents warned us about is true, we can all stand with the front door open and air-condition the whole neighborhood. I say it's worth a try dammit.
meds
When I was a kid I'd get a free toy when I was good at the doctor. Later, my dentist started giving me a goody bag w/ toothbrush, toothpaste, and floss. Now I walk out of my doctor's office with a bag full of free prescription sample boxes. All things being equal, I'd prefer the toy.
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
flowers
Last night I was picking up some groceries for my Mom and for no reason, I had a spur of the moment instinct to pick her up some flowers. Turns out yesterday was the 66th anniversary of she and my late father's first date (The SS Admiral, 1948). They celebrated that date as much as their wedding for decades. I think Dad was somehow pointing me to that floral section.
symphony
I would support the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra a lot more if they would dedicate 2 or more performances a season to nothing but classic TV theme songs.
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