Bunny business on Turkey Day
In retrospect, it still sounds like an interesting experiment. I wish someone would let me close enough to run the next test. You would think that after 40 years or so, my relatives would forget one little incident ... It was holiday feasting season and the bunch of us had descended upon Aunt Tillie’s for turkey and trimmings. But we gathered early, even before the turkey was in the oven, which left my cousins and me with plenty of time to grow good and bored. As we sprawled across the playroom floor, my little cousin Nancy whacked one of us with her pink bunny dolly, the one with the fuzzy, cloth body and hard, plastic face. She did this with all the confidence of a pest who knew if we yelled at her, we’d be the ones to get in trouble for “picking on that sweet child.” We had to get out of there. “I know. Let’s get one of the pigs out of the barn and put it in cousin Delmar’s car,” Scott suggested. “Nah,” Billy said. “We did that last year.
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I stepped into the chill of winter’s first blast, the old parka bundled overtop my flannel shirt. It was cold and no time to be hanging around outside any longer than it took to get from the back door to to the car door.
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Bob from Warren is having a bad day. A whole bunch of them, most of which he can’t remember. I suppose that’s not so unusual considering his bad days go back several centuries before he was born.
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If we’re going to be pestered to death about inoculations we should receive, at least there ought to be some practical ones in the stockpile.
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Today is our first wedding anniversary.
I shall be eating a year-old and likely stale wedding cake, which I hope will have a chance to thaw out first. But it will be delicious, even if only for a couple bites.
Nothing annoys, you know, like grating words
The winner is, like ... whatever.
At the end of the day, Americans find ‘‘whatever’’ to be the most annoying word in conversations.
That’s the truth of aural irritation, according to a Marist College poll released last week.











