New Years ... Again

I vow to put away old grudges, to make room for new ones. 

Boy Toys

Riding the #3 train a few days after Christmas, I couldn't help but notice how many middle-aged men in the car were playing with their shiny, new iphones. 
See, Santa does exist.

Border-line

I was at Borders Books in Manhattan purchasing some gifts for the holiday season. One of the items was a fancy, boxed wall calendar. The young cashier just couldn't get it to scan. So he pressed down and rubbed that bar code across the top of the scanner about a dozen times ... harder and harder, faster and faster. He finally broke out into a sweat and said, "Sorry this is taking so long." 
He continued to rub and push, obliviously crushing the box with each pass over that damn laser beam.
"Hey", I muttered, "you're really doing a job on that box. It's a gift."
"Oh, man ... sorry about that. Let me get you a new one. What section was it in?"
Long pause.
"The calendar section, sir. The calendar section."

Spelling in Buffalo

My eagle eye goes right to the typo ... and yours?

Eat the Children

Seen at Denny's in Buffalo ...

So let me get this straight ... the punctuation keys are broken on the Denny's typewriter and I have to pay for the burger, but there's no charge to chomp on a child.

Happy Holidays!

Grass is Bad

The Smiths in Buffalo decided that a green house was easier to maintain than a green lawn. And nothing beats the smell of fresh cut tar in the morning ...

Radio Interview in Buffalo

Click the link to hear an interview I did for "A Christmas Twist" in Buffalo. It was early in the morning.

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