I went to last night’s Baltimore Orioles game — they were paying tribute to Brooks Robinson with a personal appearance and a Norman Rockwell print giveaway — but before the game I made a visit to Baltimore’s Mt. Olivet Cemetery. I was looking for two things — early Methodist bishops and Joe Biden’s ancestors. We’llContinue reading “Looking for Methodists”
Today was too nice to spend the whole day inside working on work, so about one o’clock I went for a walk around town. Two enormous aircraft flew overhead rather low. Then I saw two Amish boys working on replacing the roof of a house.
Let’s turn the block back to April… Hmm. Hawaiian spaghetti, made with cream cheese, ham, and pineapple. I thought that sounded fab! The reaction online, however, was less than enthusiastic. Well, I’ve made it. It’s fine. It could be better. But it’s fine. It is not “a hate crime.” If I make it again, I’dContinue reading “Life Is Better with Pineapple”
Neighbor, I don’t believe Joe Biden will be visiting our fair burgh so you can have hot monkey sex — no doubt Jill would object — but if that’s your thing, who am I to judge? Seriously, though, it wasn’t Joe Biden who stole top secret nuclear secrets and kept them in bankers boxes atContinue reading “Life in Pennsyltucky, An Occasional Series”
I believe I have found my Platonic ideal of a desktop wallpaper. Super Grover! How can one go wrong with Super Grover? The hero Sesame Street both needs and deserves! And whatever mishaps he gets into, whatever destruction head leaves in his wake, Commissioner Gordon will be right nearby to say, “Covered it.” I jest,Continue reading “The Hero Sesame Street Needs”
I visited Joe Biden’s grandparents and great-grandparents at Baltimore’s Loudon Park Cemetery yesterday. I learned last year they were in Loudon Park, and when I visited again I decided I’d look for them. Ironically, it was at the point where I’d decided to give up that I found them. Is that how it goes? BidenContinue reading “Looking for Bidens”
The hottest day of the year, and I decide to spend over an hour and a half exploring a cemetery. I returned to Prospect Hill Cemetery, this time prepared — I had a backpack filled with fluids so I could hydrate as I went. My plan was much the same as it was the firstContinue reading “Downtown York from Prospect Hill Cemetery”
The Harrisburg Senators had their first Marvel’s Defenders of the Diamonds Night, an official tie-in between Marvel (Comics or Studios, I’m not sure which) and Minor League Baseball. The game started at six and over by 8:15; enforcing the pitch clock and shortening the time between innings really makes things flow. I walked across theContinue reading “Sunset on the Susquehanna”
Little girls should not have to receive posthumous awards that read like Medal of Honor citations. We have failed as a society. We failed Amerie Jo Garza, her classmates, and teachers. I’m having a difficult time processing this.
Is there anything sadder than a shattered watermelon in a grocery store parking lot? Look at it! So red! So succulent! Someone’s Memorial Day weekend was ruined.