A customer comes up to me – a customer service rep at a supermarket – with a can of table salt.
Customer: “There’s no expiration date on this.”
Short recollections of life’s lighter moments
A customer comes up to me – a customer service rep at a supermarket – with a can of table salt.
Customer: “There’s no expiration date on this.”
I remember ages ago I was at my cousin’s watching football with a few of his friends.
Seems there was an orchestra, with a master Violinist in first chair. In the midst of final rehearsal for a grand exposition of powerful music, a bizarre dissonance was heard.
The conductor stopped the piece as he nearly fell off his podium.
"Dear Jeanne: While walking my dog (strange things always seem to happen when I'm walking my dog), I came upon a black van parked near my neighbor Jeanne's house. There were a couple of goons wearing wraparound shades studying your sick maple tree."
I live next door to a lovely lady who is a music professor at our local university. During the year she takes time to lead workshops, give recitals, and appear as a guest artist in various orchestras around the world.
Back in the 50s when I was in Jr. High in Los Altos, the town had a Dad’s Club for men. Their main purpose was to put on a charitable musical revue each year called the Fathers’ Frolics. The cast was liberally filled with well-known local businessmen, teachers, doctors and regular dads. I really enjoyed going to these and watching these normally-staid and serious men display their musical and comedic talents. The whole thing was run by a theatre guy named Leroy Stransky.
Armadillos (comments in a news thread)
One of my favs..."Why did the chicken cross the road? To show armadillos it can be done".:) Read More ➥