June Bug Up My Nose

Last night's St. Louis Cardinal game was delayed when a moth flew in a player's ear.
 
I can relate as once a june bug flew up my nose. It was terrifying. I blew and blew, finally jettisoning the insect which flew away as if nothing happened. But it ruined my date.

Political Bull

Spain's Running With the Bulls allows cattle to weed out stupid Europeans. I say bring the bulls to Washington.

I-Phone in the New Year

On this first week of 2011 we read about thousands of Americans outraged that their iphones apparently had a glitch causing its alarm not to activate resulting in many users oversleeping on New Year's Day.

Of all the issues we could be facing that other nations are, the iphone snooze alarm 'crisis was deemed a major problem worthy of national news coverage. This confirms it: We are a nation blessed.

Happy New Year.

Christmas Toy

For Christmas I got this really neat remote-controlled Helicopter. But yesterday it took off like a rocket and I lost control. The aircraft flew over my house and crash landed in my neighbor's citrus tree.

Not sure what is worse, a neighbor asking me "What are you doing up in my tree?" or my answer: "Looking for my helicopter."

Georgia On My Mind

This week, I'm Exploring Savannah, Ga., a great city. Taking notes for about 5 magazine story ideas.

Yesterday we ate at The Lady & Sons, Paula Dean's restaurant. Her chicken pot pie is the stuff of legends. Any receipe beginning with "take eight sticks of butter" is okay in my book.

Party Time

Did I just see President Obama, speaking from the White House Press Conference, say "I've been keeping the First Lady waiting too long, I'm going to take off."  And then turn the podium over to Bill Clinton and leave for a Christmas party?

He opted to attend a party instead of addressing the nation about possibly the largest tax increase in U.S. history. That's some party.

Thank You Ben-Gay

I like Ben-Gay.

Spent the day power washing the house. I worked like a dog. Nothing satisfies like a slathering of Ben-Gay. And as a bonus it smells so bad, people glady relinquish their booth at Starbucks to get away from you.