And may it always be so...

"I know all about that stuff, Daddy.  I've played 'The Game of LIFE'."

From my 9-year old son last night, when I attempted to explain what the word "salary" meant.

'Seen on my way to work' Haiku

men on two-wheelers

children driving SUVs

what a backwards world

MV stats

Wasque Me

With my 10th Pilgrimmage still fresh in my mind, sand in my shoes and saltwater in my very veins...

Three days.  Two fish.  No arrests.  Countless laughs and memories.

East Beach Morning Breakwater

Swingin' into Fall

Were always told repeatedly
The very best in life is free
And if you want to prove its true
Baby Im telling you
This is what you should do

"Help Yourself," by Tom Jones...  Now playing on the wryPod. 

Kicking off the week in style. Tom Jones, Bobby Darin, Dean Martin have joined the Chairman of the Board on the wryPod.  Me and the boys are swinging into Fall, baby!!  

By Wednesday night, I'll be here for three days of fishing, drinking, telling lies, playing cards, and (oh, did I mention) fishing and drinking.  My Friday's Feast won't be up til Sunday, but rest assured it will consist of garlic, wine and all manner of seafood.  [No spinach, thanks.]

This never happened to Popeye

I like Craisns.

Really.  I do. 

About a year or so ago, they made their entry into the pantry.  

Tonight.  I'm counting on them.

S'okay... anyway, tonight was open house at my fourth grade son's school.  Met the teacher, who it turns out looks NOTHING like fourth-grade teachers used to look.  Not even close.  If they had, they'd have had to drag me to fifth kicking and screaming. 

But I digress.  Back to Craisins. 

You know, they say the mighty cranberry is mightily overlooked as a marvel of nature.  All sorts of health implications have been heaped upon it lately.  And while citrus fruit long ago cornered the scurvy market; and I learned long ago that cranberries go grrrrrrrrrreat with vodka and ice, the Cranberry Marketing Committee says that they also reduce the risk of gum disease, ulcers, heart disease, cancer and urinary tract infections. 

Tonight I'm hoping that they do something more.  You see, here is the timeline of my last hour:

7:43 pm [Eastern Daylight Time]: See my old Phys Ed teacher on my way out of my son's open house.  He's now teaching my son, and we chatted for a bit.  Great guy.

8:00 pm Arrive home from open house.

8:11 pm:  Informed by son that he got in trouble in Gym class this week, and that he was mortified that the teacher would tell me before he got the chance to.  Kid was practically sh*tting his pants.  [Hold that thought for a bit later in the timeline.]  He has to "write" for gym class next week, which means while everybody else plays, he has to sit and write.  I was the benevolent but firm Dad.  Hell, the embarassment alone should be enough.  

8:37 pm:  There's some leftover salad on the table.  With CRAISINS!!!!!  Dump remaining contents of salad bowl onto plate; add some leftover grilled chicken from the fridge; sprinkle with some dressing.  Voila!  The Perfect Salad!

8:45 pm:  Turn on news before we watch our DVD from Season 5 of The Sopranos.  [We've been watching the whole series since June.  I think I'm going to be Paulie Walnuts for Halloween.]

8:46 pm:  Hear the following bulletin:  
An outbreak of E. coli in eight states has left at least one person dead and 50 others sick, federal health officials said Thursday in warning consumers not to eat bagged fresh spinach.

8:46:14 pm:  Stop chewing The Perfect Salad.  Look at graphic on TV highlighting the 8 states.  One of them is mine.  Connecticut.

8:46:15 pm:  Gaze down at The Perfect Salad and the green leafy things that are surrounding my Craisins.  Baggged.  Fresh.  Spinach.

8:47 pm:  Read more on Yahoo News.  Look at graphic of e coli.  Did you know that e coli looks remarkably like Plankton.  [Oh yeah, one more thing.  Some guy in Wisconsin DIED from this sh*t.  Oh, I almost forgot:  the sh*t.  Apparently, there's lots of it on the way.  Maybe.]  

8:48 pm:  Locate the Cranberry Marketing Committee and start researching the curative powers of the little red buggers.

8:53 pm:  Begin what may be my last post.

Come on, cranberries!

DEVELOPING...

Update on Friday, September 15, 2006 at 01:35AM by Wryter

1:35 am:  All's quiet.  Too quiet.  Really, though.  This story led the 11:00 news.  Did I happen to mention... a guy died!!

Update on Friday, September 15, 2006 at 08:24PM by Wryter

24 Hours from "S" Hour.  All clear.  Oh... I'm still gonna be Paulie Walnuts for Halloween.

Annie, get your gun!

Thanks, Governor.

"I've alway said, in politics, your enemies can’t hurt you, but your friends can kill you.”

"Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did.  She just did it backwards and in high heels."

“Teaching was the hardest work I had ever done, and it remains the hardest work I have done to date.”

“Let me tell you, sisters, seeing dried egg on a plate in the morning is a lot dirtier than anything I've had to deal with in politics.”

"I'm really glad that your young people missed the Depression I'm really glad that your young people missed the Depression and missed the big war. But I do regret that they missed the leaders that I knew, leaders who told us when things were tough and that we'd have to sacrifice, and that these difficulties might last awhile. They brought us together and they gave us a sense of national purpose.”

Texas State Library

“I have always had the feeling I could do anything and my Dad told me I could.  I was in college before I found out he might be wrong." 

Reacting to complaints of a creche on the lawn of the Texas Capitol Building:  "You know, that's probably as close as three wise men will ever get to the Texas Legislature, so why don't we just let them be."

And... at the 1998 Democratic National Convention as keynote speaker, about George Herbert Walker Bush:  "Poor George, he can't help it.  He was born with a silver foot in his mouth."

“I have very strong feelings about how you lead your life. You always look ahead, you never look back.”

Tom Cruise, "J'accuse!"

Sorry, Suri...
but I liked the Tom Cruise and his daughter picture better when it was Paul McCartney and his daughter. 

 

Saying more than you even know...

From www.wonkette.com

Friday Feast One Hundred & Nine

My first time...

Friday Feast #109

Appetizer

What are some lyrics you have misheard (such as, instead of "Gettin' Jiggy With It" you heard "Kick a chicken with it")?

1.  "What do you think you'll do then?  I'll breakfast you on the plane." (Elton John, "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road")

2.  "Blinded by the light.  Wrapped up like a douche, another ruler in the night." (Manfred Mann)  [What did I know from douches in the '70s anyway.  Those "not fresh" ads were confusing, and my Mom wasn't talking.]

3.  "Lucy in the sky with Guy." (Elton John version.)  [Again, '70s.  Prophetic, perhaps?]

4.  "Paper lace." (Genesis, "Paperlate")

Soup

What is the worst movie you have ever seen?

Ishtar

Salad

Using the letters from your favorite number, write a sentence. Example: Tomorrow has really easy experiences.

"Tricky word order!"

Main Course

What was the most interesting news story you have heard this week?

That Kyra Phillips' sister in law is a control freak.

Dessert

Which word(s) would you choose to describe your wardrobe?

Khaki casual.