Someone stole my laundry. This seems amusing. I think of the scene from “The Big Lebowski,” when Walter throws a bag full of his dirty underwear — the whites — to the supposed kidnappers of the Big Lebowski’s trophy wife. What must my thief have thought when he yanked open the drawstring to find theContinue reading “The emperor — or at least this writer — has no clothes (well, fewer clothes) because somebody stole his laundry”
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Dead mentors leave clues as to when I feel like a real teacher
I knew my days in newspapers were almost over when I wrote the obituaries for Ken Fuson and Robert D. Woodward on the same day. Ken was the best writer any of us at the Register have ever known. He may have been the best writer in the history of the Register. He was aContinue reading “Dead mentors leave clues as to when I feel like a real teacher”
These damn Yankees are making me care about baseball again
My doctor says I should avoid unnecessary stress. That’s why I cheer for the Chicago Bears. They are usually out of contention by late September. I don’t have a favorite NBA team, though I enjoy the Golden State Warriors. So, the days of me getting riled up during the NBA Finals have long passed. ButContinue reading “These damn Yankees are making me care about baseball again”
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