many things make a post
the bale cometh

no figs. sorry.

Today, there will be no up with figs.** Lisa and I were both too heartsick to bring the funny earlier this week. We'll do our best to be back on form (such as it is) next week.

In the meantime, two bonus many things and a brief story --

* Peter Sagal ran Boston

* Want to do tangible good? Put books in kids' hands.

The brief story:

The Boy has been learning about presidents for the last few weeks. He now gauges all units of history by who was president, which frequently makes us scramble to wikipedia to find the right answer because neither Scott nor I can barely remember who is president now, much less who was president during the Teapot Dome scandal.

Anyway, the kids and I were driving home and a song*** that was big when I was in high school was on the radio. The Boy mentioned that he liked it. I said I did, too, back in the day. Was Nixon president then? he asked. Sigh, I said. How old do you think I am?

Enjoy the rest of your Wednesday.


** But you may have missed a previous installment...

*** For the life of me, I can't remember what the song was.


I remember being at an R.E.M concert in the mid 90s and Michael Stipe said, "when I wrote this song, Reagan was president." The tween in front of us (was there with older siblings) said, "Who's Reagan." So there are things that are worse than a kid who knows the presendents names.

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