Yeah, Dad Gave Me a .22 Rifle When I Turned 13, Too. So?
If you’re hoping somebody in authority is finally going to do something, you’ve been watching too many West Wing reruns.
Relatively Civilized, Relatively European
I purposely avoid saying “World War III” because it strikes me as racist; as if only wars fought by white First-Worlders can rise to the level of a world war.
Twenty-Twenty-Two
Hey, it’s my first post of the new year. Who loves you, baby? Me, that’s who!
Giving Thanks
Takeout Thanksgiving is just as big a mess to clean up afterward as home-cooked Thanksgiving, but at least the prep is easy.
Magic 8-Ball Says “Doubtful” (Updated 10/29/31)
… parts of the story I commented on yesterday may (or may not) be wholly false.
Company, Critters, Controversy
… playing lets-pretend-it-didn’t-happen isn’t the way to go here. It’s lying, and will only fan the flames of culture war.
Book Club Postmortem
Now that intelligent and considerate people are masking again, I had a choice to make yesterday: whether to go to the monthly book club meeting in person or attend by Zoom. I chose wisely.
Polenta, Mandates, Anniversaries
Wasn’t OSHA supposed to put out COVID-19 guidance for employers back in April or something? Looks like President Biden finally forced the agency’s hand. Good. More leadership, please.