I was recently injured while making popcorn. True story. A stray kernel decided to pop within the fluffy confines of the bowl instead of in the popper — hardly unusual. But this one sent a piece of hot bran straight into my right eyelid. If I had that eye wide open at the time, it could have done serious damage. As it was, I only had nagging pain for a couple of days — a small price to pay for a good story, I say.Read More
My father is losing blood at the time of this writing. No one knows why. No one seems terribly worked up about it, though; doctors are on the case, he is well supervised, the issue (accidental pun alert) is being addressed and will soon be resolved.
I’m not worried. Really. Not worried. The face I am wearing now is the face of me not being worried.Read More
Young people in Indonesia are boiling women’s sanitary products (there’s a euphemism for you) and drinking the water. Evidently it gets them high. I am not making this up. This is real.
This process is not safe; that fact probably does not take you by surprise. But the illness that it reveals is far worse than any condition that might result.Read More
I was distracted on my drive in to work today by a high-flying flock of gliding birds. They acted very much like buzzards, except they were too high up and occasionally showed flashes of white. I finally decided they must have been bald eagles.
It was really quite inspiring.Read More