WTF – Page 6 – Nullius in Verba

Save the Rainforest-Use a Condom

Yup, according to the BBC, “The Brazilian government has begun producing condoms using rubber from trees in the Amazon.” Read about it here. Why do I try to write fiction? You can’t make this stuff up.

Controlling, Preventing, Wildfire in California and Other Pipedreams

I listened to the 27 October podcast of KCRW’s Left, Right, and Center as I do every week. They discussed the recent fires in California (and other political wonkish stuff). In the program, the moderator Matt Miller (holding down the center) wondered whether preparations were adequate and whether money could have been better spent (ratherContinue reading “Controlling, Preventing, Wildfire in California and Other Pipedreams”

Take Off Your Shoes and Say Aack

“Make sure your seat backs are in the upright position and that your tray tables are locked.” Mary and I fly Southwest Airlines. The attendants are friendly (if just a little loud), it’s efficient, and it’s cheap. We are not frequent travelers but we just got back from a family reunion in Corolla on NorthContinue reading “Take Off Your Shoes and Say Aack”

Forestacean

I don’t know what these crabs represent—other than the Chesapeake—or why they’re around what are called the inner banks of North Carolina (abbreviated IBX—Outer Banks is OBX). I do know that Santa Rosa (northern California) did something similar with Charlie Brown figures—Charles Schultz lived in Santa Rosa until his death. People, shops, and companies decoratedContinue reading “Forestacean”

Sleepus interruptus

First off, congratulations to Colleen and Brian on tying the knot. May the wind always be at your back or something like that. Lucky 7s are a good way to start the new life. Now, I need to say that this will sound unpatriotic of me. I hate the 4th of July. I hate 4thsContinue reading “Sleepus interruptus”

Ya Cain’t Fix Stoopid

People have often commented on my driving . Usually the person riding my bumper is the one observing that I drive like a like old lady (not from Pasadena); while I can’t hear what they are saying, I can read lips. Yesterday had all the elements of a great day as I drove my well-engineeredContinue reading “Ya Cain’t Fix Stoopid”

Anthropology 101

I indulged my inner anthropologist over the weekend. It’s that time of year where we share our little southeastern shore of Clear Lake with—how shall I put this delicately?—morons. Wahoo! (This paroxysm of joy must be shouted to apprise everyone within 300 yards that the exclaimer is having a rapturous time.) Memorial Weekend kicked offContinue reading “Anthropology 101”

Volvos to the left of me, Volvos to the right, stuck in the middle

Yesterday, I looked at one of the three high performance Swedish driving machines that I own. The registration tag was out of date. Well, I’ll be, it is past March isn’t it? So, today I went to the Dept. of Motor Vehicles. I know, I know, some people break out in hives if they setContinue reading “Volvos to the left of me, Volvos to the right, stuck in the middle”