Okay, so now we can apply for medical marijuana. Do I plan to do so? Well, no, I don’t have a condition that could be helped by the stuff.
Okay, as of last Wednesday, it’s officially summer.
I was checking the local pollen levels on the internet recently when a thought came to me – how long have we humans been so all-fired concerned with pollen levels, anyway?
Father’s Day of 2001 was a new experience for me.
I recently spent a pleasant evening on my porch, doing absolutely nothing constructive.
After finding out the hard way that my garbage cart isn’t immune to certain critters (and I don’t mean human ones) and then catching one, if not red-pawed, at least slinking guiltily, I feel I must speak.
Is this only May? How can that be? True, June is getting closer, but it’s not in any hurry that I can see. And then there’ll be July and August, just plodding along like they don’t care.
I sometimes wonder if cell phones, laptops, etc., will ever take over completely from television as we know it.
I notice that Mother’s Day comes not a long time before school gets out for the summer.
Something there is that makes things disappear, and then makes them reappear in unexpected places.