February 29. It only comes around every four years, and next time it does, I'll be 73 (assuming all goes well between now and then). I thought I'd look for post inspiration by seeing what historical events the day has on offer, and--in checking Wikipedia (so sue me)--the first thing that came up was this:… Continue reading Well, This is News: Celebrating Odo, Count of Paris, King of France!
Month: February 2024
Mash Up? Tell Me More
Forty-one years ago today, on February 28, 1983, the final episode of the television series M*A*S*H aired. It had almost 110 million viewers, in a world where such numericals were hithertofore unknown, making it one of the most-watched episodes ever. That last episode, "Goodbye, Farewell and Amen," was memorialized here. It took ten years for… Continue reading Mash Up? Tell Me More
The Garden Path
Have you ever been, "led up/down the garden path?" Do you even know what the phrase means? If you don't, perhaps this will help (from Merriam Webster): : to deceive (someone) : to cause (someone) to go, think, or proceed wrongly. Many of us are vulnerable when it comes to folks we trust in our lives. Frankly, if… Continue reading The Garden Path
Tuneful Tuesdays: Iris DeMent, Our Town
A friend and I were chatting a couple of weeks ago about a shared love of authentic American music, and Iris DeMent's name came up. I've never seen her perform, but remember her from appearances on early A Prairie Home Companion days, when Garrison Keillor was genuinely entertaining and gently funny, before he became infected… Continue reading Tuneful Tuesdays: Iris DeMent, Our Town
“A Critic is a Man Who Knows the Way, But Can’t Drive the Car”
Kenneth Tynan. He was right about critics. He was (She said, hopefully) probably speaking from a perspective of age and experience. One of my emails this morning informed me that February 25, 2024 is the 53rd anniversary of the opening, at New York’s Belasco Theatre, of Oh, Calcutta!, a play written by, among others, Kenneth Tynan. Tynan, one… Continue reading “A Critic is a Man Who Knows the Way, But Can’t Drive the Car”
How to Straighten the Cord for a Pendant Light–Final Answer. And a few other thoughts as well.
LOL. I would once have said that all this is a bit out of my wheelhouse, but these skills are now all in my wheelbarrow--or "whilbarr" as they say in these parts-- so here goes. (Like the one in the diagram to the right, I strive to maintain equilibrium in my own life. Doing so… Continue reading How to Straighten the Cord for a Pendant Light–Final Answer. And a few other thoughts as well.
Quote of the Day: From The Wind in the Willows
Independence is all very well, but we animals never allow our friends to make fools of themselves beyond a certain limit; and that limit you've reached. I've written a few posts on friendship and loyalty over the years. Count this as just another one such. Anyone who's ever read the book (those of you who… Continue reading Quote of the Day: From The Wind in the Willows
Conservatives: Please Stop With the Grocery Shopping
It didn't work for George W. Bush in 1992. (Even the Washington Post seems to have understood this, after the fact.) It didn't work for Mehmet Oz (an incredibly flawed candidate, for reasons having nothing to do with his grocery shopping) in 2022. And it's not going to work for Tucker Carlson, in Moscow, in… Continue reading Conservatives: Please Stop With the Grocery Shopping
QOTD: Richard Feynman on the Unknown
You see, one thing is, I can live with doubt, and uncertainty, and not knowing. I think it’s much more interesting to live, not knowing, than to have answers which might be wrong. It comes at about the middle of this interview excerpt: https://youtu.be/cRmbwczTC6E A man of science. Not a religious man, but one who… Continue reading QOTD: Richard Feynman on the Unknown
I Know a Hawk From a Handsaw. And a Cat From Some Guacamole
This isn't a Valentine's Day post. It's a copy of a six-year old Ricochet post, one for which the editors mangled the original title (which appears above), and which I like rather better than theirs. I was reminded of it earlier today when I was retrieving a bunch of drywall trowels from the garage, and… Continue reading I Know a Hawk From a Handsaw. And a Cat From Some Guacamole