The highfalutin amusements
Rancid Beef of South St. Paul reports: “Subject: These days.”
“I got sucked into an Internet black hole.
“I was wondering about a frequent panelist on ‘The Match Game.’ I couldn’t remember his name, so off to the Internet I went.
Continue reading “How do you get from ‘The Match Game’ to Deney Terrio, in just a few simple, unchoreographed steps?”Then & Now
LeoJEOSP writes: “Subject: The Snipe Hunt.
“Many boys my age belonged to the Boy Scouts in the 1960s. Many campouts and Winter Freeze Outs showed us how to conduct ourselves.
Continue reading “Hey, kid! Wanna go out on a Snipe Hunt? They’re huge this year!”Our horses, ourselves
The Astronomer of Nininger writes: “Subject: Saga of Big River Stables — I.
“For years we had horses. It started with one, and soon another, and then we started boarding horses for friends. Before long it seemed that we really had horses everywhere we turned. They sort of ‘grow’ on you.
Continue reading “At Big River Stables, on the south bank of Ol’ Man River, he learned that horses “sort of ‘grow’ on you.””Our livestock, ourselves
DebK of Rosemount reports: “College friend Debby of Dallas noted in a text this morning that I’m likely ‘the only 71-year-old who’s happy to have a baby on her birthday.’ Debby refers to events of Saturday, when I both launched another year and welcomed a new baby — occasions which give me a long-awaited opportunity to address skeptics in the BB community: those who still harbor doubts about the prowess of Clarence, St. Isidore Farm’s long-serving ram.
Continue reading “Clarence the Exuberant, allegedly (?) Clarence the Gymnastic, leaves one last (?) calling card at St. Isidore Farm!”Then & Now
Or: Mundane to Profound (responsorial)
The Farm Boy of St. Paul writes: “Subject: Did I have bad parents?
“A few years back, when the debut of Bulletin Board ushered in the age of social media, I was a somewhat younger man. I enjoyed it when others shared their stories about the good old days, but I saw the world from a young man’s perspective. My life was in the present.
Continue reading ““When I remember my own childhood, I put myself in the place of my parents and wonder: ‘What were they thinking?’””
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