Monthly Archives: March 2011

‘That was definitely not in my top three wishes.’ ‘Who said anything about YOUR wishes?’

What I learned from the little giraffe. The DIRECTV commercials using the CG created giraffe are very intriguing. I will admit that the first time I saw it I immediately fired up Google and looked for information about the little … Continue reading →

I wanted to write something heartwarming for Easter. Instead this is what came out. There is nothing even remotely warm about this. No redeeming characteristics’ that I can discern for the persons that have now been found guilty. This has … Continue reading →

Strap in. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride. I came to several conclusions yesterday. Had a drink and a quick decision. And made a surprising and unexpected discovery. First a list of things I will eventually write about. Put here … Continue reading →

This may or may not have happened. An overheard conversation the other day. She: “You never listen to me.” He: “Of course I do. Don’t be silly.” Time passes. He is in deep concentration on his Blackberry. She: “Did you … Continue reading →

Tuesday Morning Review

I have never really had a run in with the police. I have had my share of what the troopers call moving violations. On one memorable occasion I was stopped for speeding on the interstate in town whose name ends … Continue reading →

Blog Post for Monday 3/28/11 – 19 degrees at 6:15 am OK, it’s getting colder? A dimly remembered childhood memory. No I take that back. I remember it VERY well. Brattleboro Vermont. 12,045 in the 2000 census. This would have … Continue reading →

You have to love good old American ingenuity. When Osama and his band of demented henchmen drove airplanes into American Icons they changed our lives forever. But try as they might, the evil that exists in the world is not … Continue reading →

Blog Post for Sunday 3/27/11 – 24 degrees at 7:52 AM – Just cold-too cold. OK- so I love the Direct TV commercials featuring the mini-giraffe. I posted the first commercial on Facebook and squealed like a little girl about … Continue reading →