When did the paradigm shift take place that now requires highly intelligent adult men and women of all ages to pick up their dogs’ poop during the daily walk of man’s best friend? It seems to me to be just a wee bit paradoxical to think that man’s best friend’s excrement must be bagged and carried by man. Hmmm! (more…)
I spent a little time recently reading up on becoming an Eagle Scout. No, I’m not trying to recapture my youth; it was an op-ed piece in The Wall Street Journal entitled “A Century of Eagle Scouts” that caught my eye. As of August 1, 2012, America has been blessed by these “do-gooders” for 100 years, and this land we love is certainly the better off for it. (more…)
“There is no lesson to be learned in the second kick of a mule.” As sayings go, this one is pretty succinct and accurate, don’t you think? All you needed to know about the mule’s proverbial swift kick to one’s posterior probably took place on receipt of the first hoof. The second hoof to land on your backside is your own fault and probably should have not happened. Everyone pretty much gets that except maybe Congress.
My mind gets cluttered from time to time with things that don’t matter. It’s not that I mind that I have gray matter that is overrun with Seinfeld trivia – that “show about nothing” portion of the brain makes for great fodder at a local party. The problem is that it becomes a portion of the brain that I can’t use for the more pressing matters.
My mind is so cluttered that when my son asked me who my newborn grandson looked like, I responded by saying “Winston Churchill.” (In defense, don’t all babies look like Winston Churchill? Round, bald head – you get the idea.) See, too much clutter.