Year: 2012
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: the unsung :
I looked out the window this morning and what to my wondering eyes did appear? A red, red robin was bob-bob-bobbin’ along. Seriously. In December. In Illinois. Not only that, but the grass is still green, for heaven’s sake. Did no one get the memo? Winter’s supposed to start bright and early on Friday. Does…
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: the flat :
It was a cold and stormy night. Wait, sorry, that’s a lie. It wasn’t cold and it wasn’t stormy, either, but it was night. And dark as pitch. Late, too, well past midnight. So what was I doing rocketing along the interstate so late at night? Well, if you must know, I was on my…
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: so this is gainful employment? :
All right, gainful may be overstating things a bit, but employment is pretty accurate. I got a job stocking shelves and, in exchange, I get a paycheck. Woohoo. These aren’t just any shelves, mind you. No, no. These shelves are — get this — in freezers. Do you believe that? Freezers! The great big kind,…
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: the red kettles :
They. Are. Everywhere. Those big red kettles with the bell ringers and the loud, clamorous clang of the holiday season. They’re ubiquitous, like trees or cellphones. You run into them at every store entrance and every store exit; on every sidewalk and every street corner. It just wouldn’t be Christmas without those cast iron sentinels,…
the whirly girl 