Dec 24

An Utterly Inoffensive Holiday Wish

Now here’s a novel concept. I’m not spiritual or religious in any sense, yet I’m not the slightest bit offended if someone says “Merry Christmas” to me. Say what you want this time of year: “merry Christmas,” “happy holidays,” “bitchin’ Yule,” “have a moderately neato Festivus,” or even “try the quad burger over at Irv’s!” I don’t care.

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OK, that last one may come across as a bit … odd.
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And so with that in mind, over the jump is a holiday poem I wrote a few years ago.

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Aug 26

I’m Loathing It

Given my disdain for anything resembling cooking, it’s a wonder I don’t eat out a lot more than I do. All I can say is I’m glad to live in an age of microwaves.

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Otherwise I would have been too downtrodden even by Dickensian standards.

For a myriad of reasons, I avoid McDonald’s like the plague. If I had my druthers, I wouldn’t set foot in the place ever again. Unfortunately they have a playground, and I have an eight-year-old daughter.

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Jun 05

History Wednesday: Frequency Manipulation

Today I took my daughter swimming at the condo association pool next to the Command Center. Being an exceptionally nice day in Boise, some of the neighborhood kids were already there. One of them had her iPhone or whatever plugged into a speaker, playing her list of jammin’ MP3s. This experience proved to be exactly as excruciating as it sounds.

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You’d better “Beliebe” it.

Replace Justin Bieber with, say, Wham! and the iPhone with that noted paragon of past 2T culture, Z-103, and you’d have a scene very reminiscent of the Putt n’ Plunge during the mid-80s. Of course, my mind working the way it does I thought to myself, “Hey, it could have been Z-43.”

No, I’m not making an obscure Ed Wood reference here.

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