Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk

h/t to digby but this description of the three archetypes in society is great. Plus any excuse to post something involving the Three Stooges makes it a no-brainer:

There are three kinds of people — I call them Larrys, Curlys, and Moes. The Larrys don’t even know that there are three types; if they’re told, it’s an abstraction, because they cannot imagine anything beyond Larry-ness. The Curlys know about it, and recognize the pecking order, but find ways of living with it cheerfully…for they are the imaginative, creative ones. The Moes not only know about it, but exploit and perpetuate it.

War on Christmas

Short post today with an obvious topic. Curious why is this war so focused on retailers? And retails ads? Why the need for external validation, and  from a retailer no less?

Christmas will slip away if the Gap or Walmart advertising copy does not pitch me Christmas?

I don’t get it.

Why not take ownership of the holiday as you see fit.

Dentist Yay

I drive my kids to school every day but today was an exception– off to the dentist.

Not a regular checkup or cleaning but gnarly stuff — extraction, implant, and as I now know, a bone graft.

So this morning right before rushing out of the house, I kissed the top of my daughter’s head, our little ritual right before she goes into her classroom. I could see the recognition in here eyes that I’d not be taking her today,  as performing our little ritual at home could only mean one thing. And then, the boo-boo lip.

“Are you going to work Daddy?”, she asked sadly.

“No, I have a dentist appointment today honey”.

A small smile and then “That’s good”.

“That’s good?”, I asked a bit startled. At least my dread of the procedure was not showing I first thought. But I had to explore a little more so I asked “Why is that ‘good’?”

A small smile again, “That means you’ll be home early today”.

My turn to smile now. “You’re right honey, that is good”.

Art of Popcorn

A while back I decided to rid ourselves of our microwave. It was large, old and fugly. Out it went.

The reaction of our friends to this was an overwhelming sense of profound loss: did we want our friends to buy a new one as we did not buy a replacement? Did we need money? Were we OK?

Yeah, we’re great. We’re just living without a microwave, you know, a tea kettle to actually boil water versus a cup of tepid water after enduring watching a spinning cup for 4 minutes; fresh popcorn with pure butter and sea salt versus some chemical compund on styrofoam masterfully disguised as popcorn; hot food versus blistering food.

We’re just groovy.

Blogs and Blood

There’s nothing to writing.  All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.  ~Walter Wellesley “Red” Smith

Weird to start afresh on a new blog but here I am.

My previous blog had done quite well for itself until meeting the fate of a publisher that flagrantly violated my copyright by publishing posts and comments in full. As I found it quite unacceptable for others to profit from my work while I did not, I shut it down and decided to move on.

I hope I can capture the same spirit on this new blog; I’m not sure where it’s going but  I guess we’ll see.