It Must Be Monday Miscellany

I've never admitted this before, but I am oddly encouraged by fortune cookies. I think that news outlets should include fake news each day on the front page that leaves readers feeling similarly warm and encouraged, so we would not have to eat so much Chinese food simply to be reassured of our hidden potential.

George Bush continues to show the magic touch. He signs the bailout bill and investors promptly do just that - bailout of the market in record numbers. My projected retirement date seems to move out another 6 months every two days of late. There is, apparently, no truth to the rumor that John McCain said, "We'll leave workers in cubicles as long as we need to. I don't care if it is 100 years."

I went to high school in the 70s. You know what we called classic rock and roll music? Rock and roll.

A friend of ours recently had a baby. She said that lots of family was in the delivery room, and confessed "I was past shame." "Yes," I told her. "People are far too squeamish about such things. These are just facts of life. We actually invited family and friends in to witness the conception."

I got a booklet from my darling wife's 2nd grade class Friday - a tardy delivery of their happy birthday cards for me. My favorite snippets?

"... how odd are you?" (I'm pretty sure she was asking about my age.)
"I like your jock because at the end you said look theres a batman that was so funny."

And really, how odd is it to wear a jock in public and say, "hey, look! there's batman!" After just a couple of visits, these kids seem to have my number.