Tuesday Tidbits: the Mets, Trevor Noah, clouds, and Adele

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The Mets lost the World Series, which means the Kansas City Royals won. KC is an excellent baseball team, yada yada, but Goldie asked Sunday night if they played in Missouri or Kansas, and I replied, “Who cares?” (It’s Missouri, by the way.) And if you think I’m being cruel, dig down deep and tell me you don’t feel the same. Mostly what’s inside is disappointment, and some concern over Daniel Murphy’s mental health. For those out of the baseball loop, he’s the Mets’ second baseman who made a … [Read more...]

Friday fodder for weekend discourse (yeah, that’s what I said)

You’re a grown-up.  You’re going to see other grown-ups this weekend.  The following is a list of things that might come up in casual conversation, or very serious conversation, or a conversation with yourself because no on else is interested in listening. In no particular order: -       Umar Farouk Abdul Mutallab.  Apparently, his first name is not Bob.  He’s put the nation in a tizzy by trying to bomb a Detroit bound plane on Christmas Day.  Washington is trying to figure out how he got a … [Read more...]

The boat parade on the 12th day of Christmas coffee

On the 12th day of Christmas coffee, my true love gave to me, 12 ounces by the sea… My youngest daughter is going to be a weather girl when she grows up.  I didn’t say meteorologist because I don’t think she’s concerned about why and how the weather evolves.  She only wants to know two things – should she wear shorts and when is it going to rain.  And isn’t that pretty much all the weather people tell us in Southern California anyway?  What to wear and whether or not our commute will be delayed … [Read more...]