Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Vanity, bugs, pick-up lines, booze

Read the August edition of Vanity Fair for a Sarah Palin think piece. (The writer's thinking, not Palin's.) No matter whether you love her or hate her, you’ll have the same reaction: visceral. It’s a gut job. I rather liked it.

Researchers with too much time on their hands are learning to speak firefly. No surprise, the males are blinking “Choose me, choose me.” The boys probably don't know the females can carry on several coded conversations simultaneously during their brief, two-week life of splendor in the grass. Mating often lasts till dawn. The rascals.

Remaining socially active not only keeps your mental skills honed, but the interaction also helps ward off declines in motor skills like strength, speed and dexterity. Overheard in the corridor: “What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?”

At our home house, the wine of choice is Two Buck Chuck. But research shows our guests would like the vintage a lot better if we claimed it was ten buck chuck. If you pay more, it’s better? It’s a thin fact: spending lots of money on stuff can bring happiness. Unless you’re talking boats.

2 comments:

The South Plainsman said...

I don't know why all you libs are so obsessed with poor Sarah Palin.

And then love somebody like Al Franken.

Or, maybe there IS a reason for that.

Surely not THAT one!

Anonymous said...

Golly S.P. how did you manage to make THAT connection. --Ira

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