VIEW from the BLEACHERS
My personal search for signs of intelligent life in the universe and in my neighborhood
A humor blog
by Tim Jones, BA, JD, MBA, ESQ, FAQ, INC, LOL, WTF, UBU, IDK, ETC
Christmas is a time of great joy and togetherness. Sometimes, a little too much togetherness. Especially when your annoying conspiracy-theory-loving Uncle joins the dinner – with his new girlfriend – even when they weren’t invited. Still, I’m confident everything will go just fine. Well, at least hopeful. Good luck.
I never watched his show when I was a kid. I thought he was a dweeb and weird and boring. But as I have grown, I have come to appreciate the wisdom, if not the genius, of this incredible human being. And that’s why I consider Fred Rogers a hero.
My wife and I run a cat house. Oh, no, I didn’t mean a brothel. Trust me, my wife would never let me try running that kind of business again. I mean, we foster kittens. It’s a ton of fun – especially if you love scooping up kitten poop six times a day.
In recent months, as many of the Trump administration’s senior officials have resigned or been fired, experts have become increasingly concerned that “with the guard rails off”, Trump, without any close adviser to steer him away from disaster, might feel emboldened to act on his worst impulses. Check out these alarming examples.
In a decision I have long regretted, a while back, a neighbor conned me, I mean convinced me, to join the Covenants Committee of our local homeowner association. My job, essentially, is to ask difficult people if they would be willing to “be a good neighbor” and clean up their property or lower the height of their trees. Their job is to tell me to kiss off and leave them alone. Or just ignore me altogether. That seems to be very effective too.
When I look back at the time when our girls were young, some of my fondest memories involve my Halloween outings trick or treating with my girls.