Author: Bulletin Board

Here’s how to break an awkward silence on the way up or down.

The discomfort of strangers
Leading to: Today’s helpful hint

The Doryman of Prescott, Wisconsin: “Subject: Taking humor to the next level.

“I ride in elevators several times a day. I use one to get home, even.

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Step right up, for your “potentially gut-churning pickled, spiced, sauced, cheese-covered, and deep-fried whatever”!

The best State Fair in our state!

Ramblin’ Rose writes: “Subject: Food, Glorious Food. [Bulletin Board sings along: Hot Corn Dog With Mustard!]

“In case there was any doubt at all, the State Fair is here. The news anchors and radio personalities seem positively giddy about the prospect of broadcasting for 12 days with a live audience. History shows that even 90-degree heat and humidity won’t wilt their smiles as they showcase blue-ribbon winners and gush over baby animals. And, of course, they have to sample the new foods.

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After all of the games over all of the years, there has to be a final game. Alas.

The Permanent Fatherly/Sonly Record

The Divine Mum of Crocus Hill has sent us this update, from her husband: “Subject: Little League Coach’s Diary, Vol. VII, Ch. 1.

“‘I felt what I almost always feel when I am watching a ballgame: Just for those two or three hours, there is really no place I would rather be.’ — Roger Angell, writing in ‘The Summer Game.’ [Bulletin Board can’t help but interject: These days, the great Mr. Angell would have to write “Just for those three or four hours. . . .”]

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What do you own that makes no sense to own?

Then & Now

The Astronomer of Nininger: “Subject: My Old Chevy.

“Reminiscing about older cars is something we all do. We think about the ones we had years ago. If we could go back in those cars, we could go back in our lives, relive the good times and be someone else. Memories are a distinct part of those kinds of cars.

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