What is on your list?

Snow is falling here in Philadelphia. More importantly, it is actually sticking! This of course meant that people flooded to the stores yesterday, buying enough supplies to survive major nuclear warfare. Sometimes I just want to tap one of these shoppers on the shoulder and remind them that the snow will take two days max to melt away and that four loaves of bread may be overkill for their 2 kids and one cat.

I am not mocking a reasonable re-stock of goods, as I did that myself last night. But please, don't buy enough groceries for the neighborhood, especially when we both know you don't cook and will be ordering take-out from the nearest Chinese joint (for neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these courageous dumpling delivery-men from the swift completion of their appointed rounds).

So what do you usually buy before a storm hits? I'll admit an impending snowstorm always causes me to rush out and buy ice cream and milk for hot chocolate. It's important for me to fight the war on osteoporosis, even in bad weather.

Hey Kids, Guess What?!

Thanks Zazzle!

Cuter than Jason Mraz

Looks like he had a boogie bothering him

Dave Barry on Outdoorsy-ness

Every so often, I head for Sun Valley, Idaho, because I have friends there, and because Idaho contains large quantities of nature. The problem is that my friends are never content to sit around with a cool beverage and look at the nature from a safe distance, as nature intended. No, my friends want to go out and interact with the nature in some kind of potentially fatal way.

After our briefing, Ron and I got into our kayaks and pushed out into the river to practice our paddling skills. In a few minutes we found that by stroking our paddles on the left or right side, forward or backward, we were able to have absolutely no effect on what our kayaks were doing.

I made it through, using the veteran kayaker technique of closing my eyes, so that the river could not see me. I will not humiliate anybody by naming names here, but Ron fell out of his kayak. Fortunately, Lloyd rescued him; otherwise Ron would have drifted all the way to the Pacific Ocean, getting repeatedly spawned on by aggressive male salmon.

Read his entire adventure