"No matter how cynical I get, I can’t keep up.” — Lily Tomlin
It’s all stuff
Yesterday I bought new tires for my car at Costco and decided to wait while they mounted them. How hard could it be to kill an hour and a half in Costco? Pretty hard, it turned out. All that stuff! All of a sudden I found myself pushing one of those giant grocery carts and […]
President Obama’s going to deliver a speech about jobs tonight. I’m done with speeches and probably won’t watch. Obama’s not getting anything through this congress, so what’s the point? Given his past behavior, I think he’s going to make a rousing speech, then cave to the Republicans and give away the store. The only jobs […]
The camera in my cell phone, the one that always takes such blurry photos, has given up the ghost. Well, not entirely … if you take the back of the phone off, remove the battery, then remove and reinsert the SIM card, it’ll take one or two photos before failing again. Using a cell phone […]
Yo, Wall Street, Sincerely, Paul
Blog neglect again? By way of lame excuses, I’ve been busy with historical articles for my hashing blog and working on recipes for my cooking blog. Fat lot of good that does you, dear Paul’s Thing reader, right? I’ll try to make up for it with some random Friday observations. ——————– I may not drink […]
Well, that’s done. Your humble correspondent is the newest certified walking tour docent at the Pima Air & Space Museum. My certification tour yesterday went pretty well, except for the part where I blanked on who won the toss for first flight, Orville or Wilbur, but I finessed it by simply saying “they took turns” […]
Tomorrow morning I’ll guide another walking tour group through the Pima Air & Space Museum. It’ll be a red-letter day: the docent team leader and volunteer supervisor will evaluate my skills; if I do well I’ll become the museum’s newest certified walking tour docent. As you might imagine, boning up is the order of the […]
“She got out of the car, a tall woman with long fair hair and a smell of flowers and lemons, plus a trace of another smell that reminded me of what happens only sometimes to the females in my world. What would that be like, having it turned on all the time? Probably drive you […]