I just got some headphones and in the packaging was a little white paper packet, about the size of a large postage stamp, that says very clearly in all caps: DO NOT EAT. This is curious because I didn’t buy headphones because I was hungry.
If memory serves, which it doesn’t very well anymore – (my memory is rather like a grumpy inattentive waiter when you order the Chateaubriand, cooked medium, with a soupcon of Bearnaise sauce and what you actually get is a piece of overboiled cod and a terse “The soups on, you’ll have to wait.) That’s my memory, grumpy and inattentive. But, I think my last burblings were about being overwhelmed, over busy, and life being hectic.
As we celebrate the 85th anniversary of National Newspaper Week from Oct. 5-11, it's crucial to acknowledge the pivotal role local journalism plays in shaping informed communities.
"What will the neighbors think?" "What will our friends think?" "What will the relatives think?" "What will my coworkers think?" We all are conditioned to be concerned about the opinions of others. As a result, before we make a decision we are affected by the reaction of others.
I just got some headphones and in the packaging was a little white paper packet, about the size of a large postage stamp, that says very clearly in all caps: DO NOT EAT. This is curious because I didn’t buy headphones because I was hungry.
Every so often, my phone buzzes — and it’s not a pal, not a loved one, not Ted from accounting asking if he can expense a banana. It’s a stranger.
In early childhood many children spend a lot of time outside playing and exploring and often these forays into nature lead to amazing discoveries. Frequently, and much to the horror of our parents, these discoveries are usually snakes.
This morning, before my first cup of coffee, I took 12 lives. By happy hour, another 24.
Alissa Heinerscheid could have saved Julie Masino a whole heap of grief.
I know have mentioned this on other occasions, but I repeat, I am not a fan of the horror movie genre.