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    Archive for February, 2007

    Ash Wednesday

    Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

    It is Ash Wednesday, and I’ve missed 8am Mass, since the thick fog first delayed, then closed the kids’ school and, one again, altered my schedule. Of course, they will be thrilled to have another day off–when they finally roll out of bed and find out. I’ll kill their celebration with news that we’ll be [...]

    The Best Policy

    Monday, February 19th, 2007

    I just heard on the radio that 94% of Americans say that they are Honest most of the time.Some of them are lying.When I have some time, I plan to look up this survey source and find out more.

    1776

    Saturday, February 17th, 2007

    David McCullough’s 1776 tells the back-story about the American fight for independence, revealing the actions of pivitol characters who are lucky to get mere mention in our history textbooks–like Nathaniel Greene, son of a mill owner who taught himself military tactics merely by reading. “It was a day and age that saw no reason why [...]

    Paper Pills

    Wednesday, February 7th, 2007

    I love that term…the title of a chapter/story in Sherwood Anderson’s Winesburg, OHIO, about Dr. Reefy who joys his thoughts on small pieces of paper, then wads them up into tight balls and deposits them in his coat pocket. Here’s some paper pills to cure me of the headache brewed by too much coffee, too [...]