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Matinee Idle (Vol. 1, No. 116)

You can’t worm your way out of today’s midday diversion! Continue reading “Matinee Idle (Vol. 1, No. 116)”

Life as we know it

Rusty of St. Paul reports: “I was waiting at the gate for a flight from MSP to Hawaii last month. Sitting next to me was a group of four guys, probably late 60s, and they were speaking of being retired. Continue reading “How is retirement like Christmas morning? And how is retirement not all it’s cracked up to be?”

Our birds, our squirrels, ourselves

Al B of Hartland: “I didn’t need an early wake-up call, but I got one anyway. A flicker declared his territory by drumming on an unused TV antenna tower attached to the house. The flicker’s energetic percussive instrument, which he hammered at about 25 times per second, sent reverberations throughout the house. Northern flickers eat mainly insects, especially ants and beetles that they find on the ground. Continue reading “Name the singer: “Plant a seed, plant a seed, bury it, bury it, cover it up, cover it up, let it grow, let it grow, pull it up, pull it up, eat it, eat it.””

The verbing of (the) America(s)

The Monkey Lover’s Wife of Northfield: “Subject: The verbing of Canada?