Category: In Which We Set Ourselves Up for Mockery

Yes, I am spending another 9/11 watching the replay of NBC’s 9/11/01 coverage. I do this every year. This year though, I know why. Answer one is the rational answer: because it was amazing. History. Unfolding right there on my TV. Answer two is the emotional answer: because each year I watch it, I can…

Tami looked at the Cooper post, and commented: “Hey, that guy had family members who knew that he’d committed the crime, but the people who loved him didn’t turn him in while he was alive? Huh!” So I wondered, what could a family member do that might motivate me to turn them in? I thought…

I’ve been mulling this blog post over since it happened about a week or so ago. Two days ago, Marcia said, “I wouldn’t put that on your blog.” Hah! This isn’t Marcia’s blog! (Marcia doesn’t like offending people. DISCLAIMER: This blog post is offensive.) A week or two ago a team leader gave a long…

Because Mom had such limited arm function, she established early on that if she said to do something we kids had to do it. We didn’t do everything she said, but if it was a physical order like “clean that” or “pick that up” then we didn’t question. Mom always knew what Mom wanted. This…

So, I’m finally sorting through and gleaning out and tidying up Mom’s papers. I had whittled it down to one box, but then this weekend I realized I had four locations in my house where there was just one box of Mom’s stuff. (I found all four Mom-caches searching for a cost basis for the…

I woke up after my weekly Great Lie-Down (I used to make it to Friday, now it’s crept to Thursday) and saw on Twitter – an 8.9 quake? I remember watching Earthquake in the ’70s with my Dad, and he scoffed, “A 9.0 earthquake? That’s absurd. That’s impossible.” But, those are early numbers. Five people…

The TiVo has been protecting me from commercials, so I only saw this tonight during the SAG awards: A commercial for birth control that depicts a variety of women of childbearing age picking things out at a store stocked with items like “Trip to Paris” and “Buy a house” and A Stork Bearing a Baby.…

The Neurologist (or, “Just when I thought that I was out … they pull me back in”) Remember last December 16? Spartacus was dead. May Spartacus hang long on the cross at her leisure instead of visiting doctors. Well, Spartacus was called down from the cross. The nurse told me, “To stay on the trial”…

My resolutions for 2011 … are you kidding? 2010 was perfect. Why would I change? It was ideal. Perhaps I just have a selective memory. What I Selectively Remember about 2010: TravelI went to Paris… and Louisville, where I stayed at the best hotel in the US… and downtown Saint Louis, where I had a…