If it is true, as some wise folks have said, that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, I figure that along the way there are strewn numerous discarded umbrellas.
It was during my first hitch at the Times-Herald, that I first proclaimed myself to be the founder, president – and only member, it seemed – of AGHAST, or All Grass Haters Adamantly Shirking Toil.
Well, another play is finished. It had its good points and bad points.
The main bad point took place when I fell. Headlong. No grace, no class. I mean, ker-splat. I was heading off stage and missed my footing when stepping off a platform.
One could suppose that this gives me an excuse, at least once a year, for my general attitude against any sort of labor. Of course, I do object to the inclusion of “restlessness” in that particular definition. But one source actually went even further, using “excitement” as one of the symptoms.
Sometimes it just doesn’t pay to be retired, or lazy. I keep having to do stuff, in spite of all I was told about how great retirement would be (I was already lazy).
Well, shucks. I was having a fine old time on Facebook, complaining that Easter is becoming more commercialized, and grumbling that it may eventually catch up with that other holiday – you know, the one in December. Then some smarty had to remind me that commercialism – or at least, paganism – has been part of Easter from the beginning. It started when Christians adapted pagan symbols of new life or rebirth; in other words, eggs and cute little bunny rabbits. Somewhere, the outlandish custom of giving baby chicks and ducks was established, which I guess also means new life (though it seldom means that for the chicks and … Continued
My, how times change.
The last few years, I’ve been taking advantage of the chance to early vote. It started back when I was working full time.
Scientific study has not always been popular, or safe. Look at Galileo, Copernicus, Frankenstein…..
I was all set to complain about how dreary and cold the weather was, but that got upset when I did a little fact checking on myself. In all honesty, I liked it better when I could say anything and other people had to check on me. These days, it’s too doggone easy for me to check on myself. Kinda takes the fun out of things. It’s almost as bad as being a politician. Shucks. Anyhow, with the help of my (usually) trusty computer, I simply looked back at last year. What I found was that at this exact time in 2015 (Feb. 15 and 16 to be exact), I … Continued