So I’m slightly bummed. My roommate has just left for six months to go work in Germany. That means no more hockey stories, jeopardy challenges and Saturday morning steamrolls. Guess this means Fiona will have to pick up the steamroll slack.
An office memo goes out asking if we’d be interested in purchasing tickets to a possible Billy Joel/Elton John concert at the Corel Center in Ottawa. I think Billy Joel is the greatest thing since the advent of fire. But not at $200 a ticket. So I write back. Don’t …
I resolve not to sleep with any of the following women this year: Megan Follows Melissa Gilbert Reese Witherspoon Annette Bening Really. I promise. This is the year I’ll achieve that goal.
Old Man Fookwire is a grump who only likes to paint pictures of birds that visit his backyard. The problem is, they fly south every winter, leaving him sad and lonely. So he decides to get them to stay by putting up beautiful birdfeeders filled with seeds and berries. Unfortunately, the squirrels like the treats, too, and make a daring raid on the feeders. The conflict escalates-until the birds depart (as usual), and the squirrels come up with a plan that charms the old grump.
My take: How can you not like a book where you get to say Googlie Mooglie, raise your fist and yell “Those darned squirrels”?
