#272 – Playback’s a Bitch!

I subscribe to the old adage “absence makes the heart grow fonder,” but I never thought I’d apply it to Simon Cowell. Yet watching American Idol this season, I’ve found myself ruing his absence. That’s why I spliced together some of his best moments from the show … into the recording which has me in hot water with my wife’s family, again.

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#278 – The Family Crest

Thanks to my wife, I got caught between a rock and a hard place last night. She volunteered my services to communicate with her nephew, who’s home from college for spring break. Marcello has informed his parents he wants to quit the fraternity he joined last fall. Believing their boy too much of a loner, his parents feel group participation will benefit him in the long run. They’ve urged his to reconsider, but he’s stubbornly refused their entreaties. That’s where I entered the picture. Sophia told her brother that her nephew respects me and that I’d be happy to sway him toward his parents’ view. Right!

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#292 – The Cinnamon Challenge

I’m not always up to date on the latest trends. For instance, before today I’d never heard of the “cinnamon challenge.” I didn’t know it’d been around for years or that it’s experienced a resurgence of late through YouTube videos. But thanks to this afternoon’s internet research, I can safely say I’m now as informed as anyone on the subject.

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#298 – The Age of Innocence

It’s perfectly normal for children to long for adulthood. What little kid hasn’t wished he was old enough to drive, to stay up late, to drink, or even to vote? Indeed, don’t most pre-teens mimic their parents in an effort to seem more mature than their years? I’ve witnessed such behavior on many an occasion and always found it amusing. But what I’d never seen was a little boy anxious to move directly from baby teeth to social security … until this morning, that is.

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#304 – Wrong Number

I like the old party game, “Telephone.” I think it teaches a lot about human communication, listening skills and psychology. Almost always, the message originally whispered into the first player’s ear becomes mangled beyond recognition by the time it reaches the final participant. And even though the communique in fact may’ve been materially distorted early in the chain, it’s usually the last in line who’s blamed for screwing up the transmission. Having played a round yesterday, I can attest to each of these factors.

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