Facebook, you know me well. Imagine, for a moment, that was said in an outrageously broad French accent. If you’ve played Age of Empires III, think of the Napoleon voice in that game. A deep register, kind of aggressive, very stereotypical French. Facebook wants me to buy some off-brand LEGO. I’m not sure if it’sContinue reading “Adventures in Historical (Not) LEGO”
Two NPR Stories, Joined by Sorrow
There were two stories on NPR over the weekend that, while not connected in themselves, have for me a personal connection. First, longtime NPR host Noah Adams died, aged eighty-four, just like my dad. Second, the American Girls dolls turn forty this year, and Samantha turns twenty-five. The connection is the Christmas of 2001. IContinue reading “Two NPR Stories, Joined by Sorrow”
Unexpressed Love
I bought a Bible. I did not need a Bible. I have two or three, including one that belonged to my grandparents. I asked my siblings after my mom died if they objected if I took it, and no one said they did. (There’s one other that my parents had that I’m interested in that’sContinue reading “Unexpressed Love”
Daddy
My father, Edward Gibson, passed away on October 2nd, aged almost eighty-five. Some scattered thoughts and memories.
The Stupidity, It Burns!
Senator Tommy Tuberville is a man of deep thoughts. Consider. I’m not really at a loss for words, as I have written Tuberville a letter that I will be mailing to his office in Mobile, Alabama on the morrow, but goddamn this is stupid. Furry pilots. Where does this come from? Like, how does oneContinue reading “The Stupidity, It Burns!”
A Rutles Revival
Eric Idle is working on a new Rutles project. My question is, Why? Neil Innes died in 2019. Eric, much as I enjoy The Rutles: All You Need Is Cash and seeing the trans-Atlantic collision of comedy talent of Python and Saturday Night Live, what has endured about the Rutles is the music. And theContinue reading “A Rutles Revival”
An Arch! An Arch! My Snipers for an Arch!
Donald Trump’s triumphal arch, which would make Albert Speer blush for both its size and its ostenatiousness, has a new announced purpose today. It will, like his fuhrerbunker ballroom, serve as a sniper nest and drone launch site. I won’t say how abjectly silly this is. One should be able to look at a nationalContinue reading “An Arch! An Arch! My Snipers for an Arch!”
The Madness of God-King Donald
I still hang out on Twitter sometimes. Right now there are people losing their minds over Greta Gerwig’s forthcoming Narnia movie, which will feature Meryl Streep as the voice of Aslan. Not really the way I envisioned Aslan, but I’m fine with it. Gerwig clearly has a vision she wants to explore, and I’d ratherContinue reading “The Madness of God-King Donald”
Writing My Congressman: Impeaching Pete Hegseth
An email I wrote a few minutes ago to Congressman Lloyd Smucker: Dear Representative Smucker: Your Republican colleague, Representative Thomas Massie of Kentucky, introduced articles of impeachment today, charging Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth with high crimes and misdemeanors in his handling of the Iran war. I ask that you join with Representative Massie inContinue reading “Writing My Congressman: Impeaching Pete Hegseth”
The Stolen Newspapers
Once upon a time, Exton Square Mall had a newsstand. The newsstand was on the lower level of the mall, as my Electronics Boutique store was, on the other side of the level. The easiest way to get there was to go straight through Strawbridge’s — women’s intimates was at my entrance, I think furnitureContinue reading “The Stolen Newspapers”