tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post7705689078032567446..comments2024-03-28T22:15:17.067-05:00Comments on Every goddamn day: 03/29/24: Mailbox Number 11Neil Steinberghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11468057838260476480noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-79899788866385782302021-05-12T05:45:16.829-05:002021-05-12T05:45:16.829-05:00Having just spent a long weekend with my parents, ...Having just spent a long weekend with my parents, I can relate to this. "Aren't you going to wear a sweater, David? It's chilly this morning." "No Ma, it may be 40 degrees outside but it's 77 in here. I'm already roasting." "Oh, it isn't 77. The heat isn't even on."...DGChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16372986982819949000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-8664601289161443312021-05-12T00:11:58.431-05:002021-05-12T00:11:58.431-05:00When you see photos of so many MAGA flags and hats...When you see photos of so many MAGA flags and hats in close proximity to confederate battle flags at various events; when you see that there's a requirement for MAGA folks to deny the very simple, abundantly clear fact that we had a fair election and that your guy lost, by over 7 million votes; when you see that in service of that traitorous denial, an insurrection to overthrow the election was inspired by and applauded by your guy -- uh, which side of the 1850s lines do you think you're on? I'd be sad about that, too. Jakashnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-13649775375903082352021-05-11T23:43:10.747-05:002021-05-11T23:43:10.747-05:00Not yet two Americas, more like the Untied Snakes,...Not yet two Americas, more like the Untied Snakes, slithering out from under their rocks. Orangy Boy was the snake charmer that enticed them into the open. If you're not saying there's gonna be a Version 2.0, then what are you saying? The 1850s are already history. The summer of 1861 is almost here. Where will the next Fort Sumter be?Grizz 65https://www.blogger.com/profile/02892702223228764894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-82141308293578003932021-05-11T17:14:23.220-05:002021-05-11T17:14:23.220-05:00I read the Chicago Sun Times EVERY SINGLE DAY unti...I read the Chicago Sun Times EVERY SINGLE DAY until 2016. I read the paper for NS and the high school sports section. Their politics and especially their editorial board I came to despise and dropped the paper completely. <br /><br />I still read this blog but only when the title is not political. I'm unapologetically MAGA but I do miss the Sun Times. It's a shame the divisiveness in this country has ruined just about everything. <br /><br />I feel we're in the 1850s and the lines are being drawn. Not saying there's going to be another civil war but there are now 2 Americas. Makes me sad.Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04605155217533175936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-64023856211145838022021-05-11T16:26:06.915-05:002021-05-11T16:26:06.915-05:00The first sentence brings to mind a quip attribute...The first sentence brings to mind a quip attributed to the late Prince Phillip. Following a flowery introduction extolling his many accomplishments he reportedly began his remarks by lamenting the fact that his dear parents had not been present to hear that, going on to say that his father would have enjoyed it and his mother would have believed it.<br /><br />Tom Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09641357239788323783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-34009711295374232802021-05-11T14:22:52.497-05:002021-05-11T14:22:52.497-05:00Some writer, may have been Isaac Asimov, recounted...Some writer, may have been Isaac Asimov, recounted how his mother once told him, "Darling, put your sweater on, I'm freezing." She could not be made to understand why this was funny.Bitter Scribehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04645909858616987997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-73543779556458432842021-05-11T11:50:48.807-05:002021-05-11T11:50:48.807-05:00As I moved to another state 6 years ago I returned...As I moved to another state 6 years ago I returned to visit by 31 yr old son when he had his first child. We were invited to my son's mother in law for a buffet dinner. I filled a plate with food and my son said "Mom I never saw you eat that much food" I said "Oh honey this is for you." He said "Mom I am 31 and can make my own plate." He will always be my little boy.Loviehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10377747416558039893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-74163072516220707872021-05-11T09:31:22.723-05:002021-05-11T09:31:22.723-05:00Your headline gave it away.Your headline gave it away.J. Pabsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11566801024154623288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-48716089361600327032021-05-11T08:07:36.897-05:002021-05-11T08:07:36.897-05:00Those wretched cluster mailboxes!
The Post Office ...Those wretched cluster mailboxes!<br />The Post Office wants to replace all home delivery with those things at the end of every block in every city.<br />At least that was the plan several years ago, I think the screaming from the entire country killed that off!Clark St.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09634234069783123180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-2241782576209457522021-05-11T07:52:42.683-05:002021-05-11T07:52:42.683-05:00Time to switch roles. Neil, do you catch yourself ...Time to switch roles. Neil, do you catch yourself doing similar things with your sons?<br />I find that I often catch myself before I “parent” my 35 year old son who is far more intelligent than me.<br />By the way, did you remember to close and lock the mailbox?Leshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16679840606511726447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-63736857865990544302021-05-11T06:42:53.605-05:002021-05-11T06:42:53.605-05:00Beautiful. You've done many things but you ha...Beautiful. You've done many things but you haven't become your parents parent yet. I remember when I was discussing with my father he needed to get another doctor because the one he had was no longer very good. He looked at me and said "Alright, you go find me one". That was the moment the torch was passed. That was the moment I started calling the shots. You're not there and maybe you'll never have to get there. But for now don't forget to put soap in the dishwasher. Sweet.Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18406704590565406630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-62834538841687063342021-05-11T05:50:36.380-05:002021-05-11T05:50:36.380-05:00Perfect response! Ha ha. “Right there between 10 a...Perfect response! Ha ha. “Right there between 10 and 12.” Made me laugh. Ya know, many mothers say stuff like that to their grown kids. I think it may be because they just want to interact with them but really don’t have much to talk about. And, of course, you’re right— they will always think of us as kids no matter our age. My Mom was exactly like yours until she fell into dementia. Then she talked less and less. Now that she’s gone, my daughter has taken over for her. Because I’ve reached a ripe age — at least in her eyes — she comes over and tells me, “No, Ma, it’s easier to do it this way” or she’ll rearrange something and say, “Ma, this looks better here.” Somehow we’ve reversed roles. Thing is, I’m healthy as a horse, spry as a chicken, and am definitely capable! Family dynamics can sure be funny sometimes!Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15373960140777556685noreply@blogger.com