Down on the Farm
Canned laughter. Who does that any more?
"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
It’s all stuff
Canned laughter. Who does that any more?
We didn’t watch Trump’s state of the union speech last night and after hearing about it I’m glad we didn’t. Of course everyone’s talking about it on Facebook and Twitter, so it’s not like we missed much.
The annual collector car show on the golf course at Tubac was yesterday. So too was the annual Sunnywood Estates homeowners’ association meeting. On the agenda: the election of new board members … and I was a nominee. Guess which event I rode my motorcycle to?
Isn’t it about time we impose visibility and braking action limits on drivers? Or at a minimum, on drivers of large commercial vehicles?
You’ve probably noticed a strong turn to the personal here at Paul’s Thing. I’ve been writing about the things that make my life worth living, avoiding commenting on the things that make me wish people were better than they are, that we lived in a happier, more humane world.
I guess you could argue that the advent calendar is religious equivalent of the Festival of Lights, but I want candles too!
Our kitchen is done, and as promised, here’s the evidence.
Seven days, baby. Have you finished your shopping?