As a lowly lit major, I looked up from my reading to hear an announcer interrupt Mozart with the news that President Kennedy had been shot. I made my way down the hall of the dorm knocking on doors. The political scientist who was home raised her head from her reading as I exclaimed, "Mary, President Kennedy's been shot!" She stared at the wall for a few long moments, turned, and said, "Looks like Johnson-Humphrey in November." I'm glad she's on our side. -30-More after the jump.
A favorite breakfast place posted a list of additional tasks the servers were expected to perform as time permitted. Commercial food terms and practices are valuable in a domestic context. The nitty gritty of producing and consuming three squares is the matrix out of which commercial food evolved, and for-profit operations are a source of efficient innovation.
Lately, I’ve been managing the house by stationing myself in a given location and knocking off various tasks that are within twenty steps or so of the stool on which I perch. The hard seat and easy access of the stool facilitate getting up and moving around every twenty minutes or so, the recommended sessile maximum. Alternating seated and standing tasks keeps my brain oxygenated and the horizontal work surfaces in the house clear of clutter.
This technique is more fun to do than to write about. KEXP is the key to the mint.
Two months’ media Christmas churning has improved the way I am managing the holidays. The budget hasn’t changed, but I’m far ahead on preparations. I ran into a childhood playmate the other day. Sharon mentioned that Hanuka starts the day before Thanksgiving. I congratulated her on having to iron only one tablecloth, and her puckish husband chuckled about fetching the good dishes out of the top cupboard.
Only a vandal would top the gentle humor of that remark. My inner housemaid, though, considered the wisdom of climbing a ladder at seventy-five to hand down the Belleek to one’s partner. An aunt lost her formal dinner service for twelve to a Hilo earthquake that shook it right out of the cupboards and onto the floor. In the spirit of through the looking glass, I then shelved my most valued dishes in the lower cupboards in the pantry, securing the doors against toddlers. Heavy pots are best shelved at shoulder height to protect the back when handling them.
Whatever, it’s fun to joke about china and even more fun to set a table.
Wall to wall Kennedy prompts me to remind my child to remind his future offspring that Ambassador Caroline will release significant memorabilia in 2113. I might ignore this tip except that her mother Jacqueline planned the release of memorabilia far into the future as well.
Every time I go out without my camera, I regret it. This half-obliterated image appeared recently in the service area behind the 98102 commercial building that used to house a gift shop. The image I recall was of a full standing figure. I’ll never look at a suit the same way.
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