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Well, Thanksgiving is behind us. We're still a couple of weeks away from having all our footwear caked with that festive white halo of parking lot salt and all our credit cards maxed out. This means that I have a little time to talk about another thing that happens a lot this time of year – football.
Where I live, the whole football fan thing is pretty much winding down for the year. The University of Michigan has polished off the worst season in the school's history, so instead of preparing for any sort of appearance in a post season bowl game the young student-athletes are back in their dorms, probably concentrating on their dissertations in existentialist literature or chemical thermodynamics.
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Ah, November in Michigan. The autumn leaves are all gone, and the ice is forming on the lake around the dock poles I was planning to get out of the water on the next nice day. Christmas decorations and the latest crop of toys have been torturing kids riding around in Costco shopping carts since Labor day. A light and festive dusting of snow is on the lawn mower.
It's Thanksgiving time!
One of the first signs of Thanksgiving is the annual Pardoning of the Turkey by various American heads of state. We all remember a few years ago when President Bush was repaid for his official act of mercy, live on national television, with an impromptu pecking by the pardoned poultry of the president's crotchical region.
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I am not really all that good at getting out to see movies in the theaters. It's not only that I don't like paying $15 for tickets and $11.50 for a bucket of popcorn saturated with bright yellow motor oil. I've just never been all that wild about the way my sneakers stick to the concrete floor under the seats.
So I just got around to renting the DVD and watching the latest Harrison Ford movie, Indiana Jones And Something Or Other About Some Kind Of Skull. Now I don't normally write movie reviews, but I feel that in this case I need to share my considered thoughts on this film, especially for the benefit of any of you who have not yet plopped down $3.85 to take it home and see it.
Don't do it! This movie stank up my house worse than a goldfish under the sofa cushion!
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