I am in here.
Where I write to you from: Cincinnati Weather (KLUK): reported: 01:53 UTC on 2004/11/09 Temperature: 35.1°F (1.7°C) Dewpoint: 28.9°F (-1.7°C) Relative humidity: 78.1% Barometric: 30.44 inHg Conditions: fair, no wind How in hell can it be fair, no wind, and 35.1 frigging degrees with a dewpoint below zero? (Because it can, dammit.) AND how can … Continue reading Fair. No wind.
My fear is that this is going to degenerate into a joke like that one from Saturday Night Live a long time ago, when Chevy Chase was still doing Weekend Update…. “Chairman Arafat is still dead.” I really wish I’d entered the Dead Pool now, but I refuse to let my life become nothing more … Continue reading Arafat dead. Sort of.
I’m about to help my son with his homework, since he has a learning disability and can’t read very fast. I love my son and I love helping him with his homework. Unfortunately, it’s for a history seminar I’m starting to think of as “Jew-haters and How They Grew”: it’s focusing on Hitler and Stalin. … Continue reading Tonight's reading
On the theory that, if you wear a sufficiently beautiful diamond necklace (thanks, Mom, and quit grousing), nobody notices what the hell else you’re wearing, I got dressed tonight. Christopher Buckley spoke at the Mercantile Library, and I don’t get fancy for much else than the annual Library dinner. I have to get dressed up … Continue reading How I spent my Saturday Night
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