#359 – S.O.S.

I consider myself a rank novice in the world of netspeak. Other than “LOL” and handful of others, I don’t recognize the abbreviations commonly used when texting, e-mailing and instant messaging. I don’t pretend to know them either. For example, when I text, I type out my words in their entirety, in a manner I deem befitting for adults beyond college age. Not everyone shares these sensibilities though, including one ninety-year-old who’s near and dear to me.

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#361 – Spill the Beans

I divide movies into three categories: 1) great films I’ll view over and over; 2) those I’d like to see once; and 3) ones I have no interest in watching. Classics like The Wizard of Oz and The Adventures of Robin Hood, each of which I’ve caught more than twenty times, fall within the first group. As for the much larger second group, my interest in viewing them once depends entirely on my ignorance of their endings. I won’t even start such a film if I know its conclusion in advance. And I’ll take great pains to ensure no one else inadvertently spills the beans to me before I have a chance to see the flick.

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