"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
You Can’t Read That! is a periodic post featuring banned book reviews and news roundups. “Parthenon” made of banned books built at site of Nazi book burning: YCRT! News In 2012 YCRT! featured a story about the banning of books by the Tucson Unified School District, an infamous incident that exposed Arizona to national and international ridicule. […]
We’re having friends over for dinner tonight, my excuse to make braised beef short ribs, which we haven’t had in literally years. I don’t know about where you live, but here we rarely find beef short ribs in the grocery store or base commissary. We get ours at the local butcher shop, where they cut them to […]
North Korea really is an impossible problem, isn’t it? I’m as opposed to war as anyone, but as a military man I’m not afraid of exercising the military option when it’s the only option available. Can we allow North Korea to have nuclear-tipped ICBMs? I don’t think any sane person would say yes. How can we […]
I still hear my mother saying that, all these years later. I’m sure my friend Ed remembers his mother saying the same thing. Over the past 23 years, my friend and motorcycle maintenance guru Ed has missed Daytona Bike Week only twice. On different motorcycles he’s owned, he’s made the trek from Tucson to Daytona […]
Or Shack o’ Sit, if you prefer. Cleverly vulgar signs and business names are funny the first time you see them, but the humor wears out fast. Used to be, I’d see photos like this on Facebook and instantly share them with all my friends. These days I try to exercise restraint … and yet here I am leading […]
Weaponize this, assholes.
Wasps love our pool. They light on the water, float on surface tension for a few minutes, then fly off to their nests. They’re drinking, as anyone would in this heat, and I suspect storing a little extra water somewhere to deliver to the nest. It’s normally live & let live at Woodford Manor, but […]
Update (4/15/22): It’s the end of an era. My most current and likely last ride, the Honda Goldwing I purchased new in 2001, is now tearing up the roads south of the border. Alfredo, I know you’ll love the bike and take good care of it. I learned to ride in 1959 in Laramie, Wyoming, […]