This is a real bulletin sent to parent of kids in the Grand Forks, North Dakota, area this week ( Read more... )

Went to see Dad in the nursing home this weekend, on the theory that they might let him go soon; he is doing very well, and it looks good for him going back to his bachelor pad ( Read more... )

Interesting, exhausting weekend. Took in Old Days by Harold Pinter, written in 1971. One of those plays with only three actors, minimalist furniture, all white, and lots and lots of meaningful pauses to which you the audience are to attach Meaning. At the end of the play - in which the only real action is Kate and her husband Deeley receiving a ( Read more... )

Hee hee hee. 516 dairymen surveyed, and knowing your cows by name correlated to higher milk production. Of course, if you're gonna put your hands on my udders, it'd be nice if you remembered my name ( Read more... )

Innsbruck is not a large town, but it is full of foreign languages, since it is nestled just above a pass in the Alps, and Italy is to the south. The Hotel Innsbruck on Innrain Strasse had desk clerks who could speak English, French, German, Italian, and Russian, although to my ears and eyes, Italian would be most useful. In restaurants there, we ( Read more... )