Do they even come close to knowing what’s going on? Today I mailed the letter below to Barbara Desoer, President of Bank of America Home Loans, in Charlotte, NC. According to Money magazine, she received $9.6 million in compensation in 2007, and was one of the 25 highest-paid women in America. Dear Barbara: I begin [...]
Category Archives: Humor
A Boy, a Swimming Pool, and the Laws of Universe
My brother Doug writes about his afternoon with my four-year-old grandson: When Ethan and I walked outside, we had no specific plans. We knew only that the sun was shining, the spring birds were singing. It was warm and we were going to explore the backyard. There were so many possibilities. But once he saw [...]
“If You Don’t Vote, You’re a Moron!”
On September 10, CBS Late Late Show host Craig Ferguson, a Scotland-born, recently naturalized American citizen, delivered an impassioned rant about the importance of voting. Airing immediately after Obama appeared on Letterman’s show, Ferguson’s screed was trenchant, funny, and exactly right. “If you don’t vote, you’re a moron!” At the end of this month, I’m [...]
Vive le Musée!
Passersby were forced to walk in the street as the Tour de Healdsburg cycled (without forward movement) on the sidewalk outside Costeaux French Bakery in a vigorous and joyful celebration of Bastille Day. Riding for the unheralded Le Musée Historique team (Healdsburg Museum and Historical Society) were
Protecting America from Immigrants
She makes a terific argumint. – The sign in the background reads: ——–Tejas no es una colonia mexicana. A tip of the hat to Robert Rummel-Hudson’s Fighting Monsters with Rubber Swords blog. -
Baseball: Recapturing Youth
As a kid, baseball was my sport. I was too short to be effective in basketball, no one played soccer in the 50′s, and although I was fast and could catch, my lack of bulk marginalized me in football. I played Little League, made the All-Star team, and loved the game. I played softball in [...]
Mom’s Cafe — Salina, Utah
There are sage pronouncements that should never be ignored. In his 1956 short story collection, A Walk on the Wild Side, Nelson Algren wrote: “Never play cards with a man called Doc. Never eat at a place called Mom’s.” I have always avoided faux physicians at poker palaces, but once, after nearly two handfuls of [...]
Eggman — Part 6…The Next Generation
After Doug and I returned home from that first afternoon of delivering eggs with Dad as our unexpected driver and co-deliveryman, we were completely unprepared for his next question: “How much bigger could we make this egg route if we really worked at it? Doug and I looked at each other. Dad had said “we.” [...]
Eggman — Part 5…Mergers & Acquisitions
egg route fortunes When I left for college in 1961, I bequeathed the egg route, then at 160 dozen per week, to my younger brother Doug. He was almost 12. But when I came home for winter break, the route had declined to 100 dozen. It was too much for him to handle…not to mention [...]
Eggman — Part 4…Dog and Egg Sandwich
After many months of deliveries, most neighbors became accustomed to seeing the Cotler brothers on bicycles, towing their Radio Flyer egg wagon. A few unimaginative churls thought it insanely humorous to yell, “Hey, Eggman! Gimme two dozen!” every time we rode by, but the unpredictable wagon-chasing dog was our bête noir. The worst crack-up (pun [...]
