Friday, March 11, 2016
Editor's Note: Posting may be irregular until next Saturday due to travel.
1. In an effort to get our picky-eater son to find more energy from solid food, our doctor has advised us to try reduced fat milk.
Well, apparently, some government regulator in Maryland neglected to dictate that all caps for that variety be blue, so some dairies go to town, and that apparently doesn't sit well with Little Man. I was about to pour from a purple-capped bottle one day, when he shouted, "I want blue milk!" I have since stockpiled a few blue caps, which I quietly replace when necessary to make fridge time go a little more smoothly.
2. A writer has decided to move, lock, stock, and barrel, to a place he once called "America's worst place to live." The following, at least, makes me somewhat envious:
Life along the I-95 corridor was starting to lose its charm too. I commute in to D.C. most days. A one-way trip, involving car, train, metro and a walk takes about 90 minutes on a good day. I count myself among that woebegone 2.62 percent of workers who spend 15 hours or more each week stuck in traffic, shivering on subway platforms, and otherwise squandering a huge chunk of their waking hours on one of their most-hated activities. [link omitted]I'd live elsewhere, too, and for similar reasons, if my wife's job did not require us to be where we are now.
3. Fellow Mad Magazine aficionados will probably enjoy learning about the latest theory about the origin of Alfred E. Newman.
4. Yes, Japan has its own "soul food." I'm not horsing around.