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May 14, 2016

Naming babies after cities, states (from '12)

So I was watching a news show where Savannah Guthrie was slated to be talk to Dakota Fanning and wondering why some cities and states rate baby names and others do not.



I love Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, but I’ve never heard of man named Pittsburgh Smith or a woman named Pennsylvania Barnes. But I’ve heckled retired baseball manager Dallas Green, read Virginia Woolf, and maintain one of the
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Published on May 14, 2016 05:53

May 13, 2016

"Oh, the weather outside is frightful ..."

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I wonder if dogs would be less cheerful if they could understand things like weekend weather forecasts.



I know I spend an inordinate amount of time monitoring what the gurus say it’s going to do. Lots of people do, especially now that we carry tiny forecasters right in our pockets.



And I’m talking about our smart phone weather apps, not miniature weather men and women,
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Published on May 13, 2016 06:52

May 12, 2016

Prince & the nation that pees purple

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I’m fairly certain I could write a compelling non-fiction book proposal about all the compelling non-fiction book proposals I’ve written that in hindsight seem prophetic.



In the past 10 years, I’ve composed book proposals about the acceleration of how words become words, the rise of demagoguery and how plastic surgery is re-defining all-American deviance.



I remain
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Published on May 12, 2016 08:47

May 11, 2016

The grass mowing contest is already over

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I’ve been hesitant to share this news because I know it’s bound to disappoint fellow idlers who look upon me and my buddy as the Frazier-Ali of laziness, two heavyweights when it came to avoiding lightweight work.



Our competition was heated, but never bitter.



We never come to blows because we never come to mows.



Yes, it’s that time of year when Paul and I engage in our
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Published on May 11, 2016 06:41

May 10, 2016

Tom Sawyer ejaculates! And how time changes definitions ('15)

I was startled to find not one, but two ejaculations on the pages of “Tom Sawyer.”  



And here I wasn’t even sure the 139-year-old Tom has been through puberty.



I wondered if perhaps I’d stumbled onto one of those pornographic parodies. Some of you more worldly types may have heard of those.



They’re where the smut merchants tweak a famous title and turn something wholesome into
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Published on May 10, 2016 05:55

May 8, 2016

A son's Mother's Day lament (from '13)

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The woman sounded alarmed. She called to tell me she thinks Mom, 80, is really slipping.



“She asked me to take her to the dentist the other day,” she said. “I told her to meet me in the lobby. When I got there she smiled and said, ‘Do I know you?’ She wasn’t joking.”



That Mom’s asking people I don’t know to ferry her to the dentist alarms me.



The woman’s one of Mom’s
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Published on May 08, 2016 09:09

May 7, 2016

Horse racing needs jumbo jockeys (from '10)

For the good of the sport, The Triple Crown needs one race where the jockeys are jumbos.

I’m proposing horse racing alter its rules so that the Derby is run, not by elfin athletes, but by king-sized couch potatoes who weigh no fewer than 350 pounds each.

See, The Triple Crown races are among my favorite sporting events. Combined they conclude in under 7 minutes.

The Super Bowl has
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Published on May 07, 2016 06:06

May 6, 2016

History Channel wants this blog for Ozzy pee story

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The e-mail crackled with legalese. An adjunct for the History Channel was asking if the august network could reference this very blog for a feature they were producing.



I’d need to sign a release or production would be in jeopardy.



Would I consent?



This is the point where other writers would say, “Whoa.” They’d break off timely discussions to summon attorneys,
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Published on May 06, 2016 07:00

May 4, 2016

I fail the 4th graders: I didn't chew the poo

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Regular readers have heard me audaciously boast about my many successes as a public speaker. They’ve read me brag about audience hosannas, huge paydays and the time that drunk said I cured his hangover.



So it’s only fair to report last week I bombed. Laid an egg.



For the first time ever, attendees came up to me afterwards and said I’d disappointed them.



Why the failure
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Published on May 04, 2016 07:34

May 3, 2016

A day for mourning: RIP Dow Carnahan

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Days like today make it impossible to maintain our pledge to always stand for silly over somber.



What choice do we have?



Our friend Dow Carnahan, 56, has died.



An announcer for 30 years with WCNS, the hometown AM radio station, all the obituaries are calling him “The Voice of Latrobe,” which he was. He broadcast the Latrobe Wildcats high school football and basketball
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Published on May 03, 2016 06:14