Well, it’s certainly going to be a different Turkey Day for most of us next week.
Columns & Opinions
Ah, life’s abundant mysteries. Some are grand and sublime and help us approach the meaning of life. Then there are these lesser mysteries, both imponderable and irritating.
I am far from the first person to complain about the weather, but OH MY GOSH! This weather is killing me. Mid-October it fooled me. I thought, Wow! We are going to have a true autumn! There was a cool breeze in the air. I pulled out my long sleeves and prepared myself for hot soups and warm socks. Then, Bam! It warmed up. One morning it was rainy when I got up, so I dressed accordingly for a cool day, and I walked outside and it was muggy, oppressive and hot.
OK, do we yet have enough devices?
Are the New Orleans Saints the team to beat in the NFC?
Goodness, it’s like all the air out of the hot-air balloon has leaked out in a big whoosh!
When I was a freshman in college, I got a job at what was then Kelly’s Truck Stop. Located off I-20 West at the City of Greenwood exit, Kelly’s was billed as a model facility for truckers in the early ’70s. The truck stop environment was truly a cultural awakening. I would say that during that time it was as much of an education for me as any college class I took.
Oh, gosh, it happened again.
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.