I was throwing pens away right and left as I copied down my schedule from what we at the Press Herald call "the wailing wall" because none of the pens seemed to have any ink in them.
"Jeezum," I'd snap in disgust. "This one doesn't work either!" Toss into wastebasket.
Then my boss said, "Stop throwing away pens. They don't work because you're writing up against a wall."
He added, unhelpfully, "It's called gravity!"
That made my night. God knows I need good laughs!
Then I read a story about how all Maine's candidates for U.S. Senate are "from away," as we say of non-Maine-born people. In the final paragraphs, we get an anecdote about Angus King, who was our governor for awhile and is now seeking the Senate seat.
King was talking to some old-timer, saying how good he felt that even though he's not a native Mainer, all his kids were born in Maine and so THEY are native Mainers!
The old-timer remarked, "Well, not so fast there, Angus. Just because a cat has her kittens in the oven it don't make them biscuits."
What a great night I was having! Two fabulous laughs!
Tonight as I drove home, I was thinking what a great spoof could be made out of pretending that the leaders of the world are all visiting each other's Facebook pages and leaving comments. And that's how the big decisions are made, and how international relations are defined.
They've all friended each other and on their home page, they can all read what they've written to everyone else. And most of it has to be really shallow, Facebook-y kind of stupid stuff, like pictures of grandkids and updating status (as if anyone cares!) and sharing silly pictures they've taken of themselves with their phones!
Must send this idea on to Neil, my columnist friend at the NYT.
"Jeezum," I'd snap in disgust. "This one doesn't work either!" Toss into wastebasket.
Then my boss said, "Stop throwing away pens. They don't work because you're writing up against a wall."
He added, unhelpfully, "It's called gravity!"
That made my night. God knows I need good laughs!
Then I read a story about how all Maine's candidates for U.S. Senate are "from away," as we say of non-Maine-born people. In the final paragraphs, we get an anecdote about Angus King, who was our governor for awhile and is now seeking the Senate seat.
King was talking to some old-timer, saying how good he felt that even though he's not a native Mainer, all his kids were born in Maine and so THEY are native Mainers!
The old-timer remarked, "Well, not so fast there, Angus. Just because a cat has her kittens in the oven it don't make them biscuits."
What a great night I was having! Two fabulous laughs!
Tonight as I drove home, I was thinking what a great spoof could be made out of pretending that the leaders of the world are all visiting each other's Facebook pages and leaving comments. And that's how the big decisions are made, and how international relations are defined.
They've all friended each other and on their home page, they can all read what they've written to everyone else. And most of it has to be really shallow, Facebook-y kind of stupid stuff, like pictures of grandkids and updating status (as if anyone cares!) and sharing silly pictures they've taken of themselves with their phones!
Must send this idea on to Neil, my columnist friend at the NYT.
