Sunday, February 22, 2009

Dishwasher king
I am, quite simply, the dishwasher king. Nobody can get as much stuff into a dishwasher – and it all comes out clean. It offends me to leave anything on the counter, so I will move stuff around until every last cup and spoon is crammed in there somewhere. I was quite proud of this until recently, when I visited my parents in Texas. Mom and I were loading her dishwasher, and she said “I’ll finish it up – nobody can get as much stuff into a dishwasher as I can!” Up to that point, I never knew I had inherited such a fabulous skill. I guess it is true that we eventually all turn into our parents. It’s nice then, to have parents worth following.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Genderless bathrooms
Sometime in the last ten years or so, it seems, the National Bathroom Association met and decided to spring the idea of genderless bathrooms on the public. Up to that point, there were always men’s bathrooms, and women’s bathrooms. If your version was occupied, you had to wait. Now you don’t. Amazing! As a kid, the idea of my using the girl’s bathroom was reprehensible. One of my friends told me with a quiver in his voice, “I went in there – and no one caught me!” Why all the decades of fuss? After all, the hardware in both is essentially the same. Must be the same folks that demanded bathrooms and water fountains had to be either for black folks, or for white ones. Pretty stupid, huh?

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Minions
I’ve rediscovered a word that I’m crazy about, and here are some examples of its use:
1) Hell is reserved for the devil and his minions. 2)The IRS and its minions squeezed the last penny from the starving widow. 3)My boss and her minions forced me out of the job I had worked so hard for. 4)The boutique owner and her minions bought out everyone else in the city. Now and then a word comes along that “drips with invective,” and is self-explanatory. You can hear the sneer that goes with the word minions. Use it well, with my compliments.