Tex-Mex Feast

My wonderful wife made this Tex-Mex feast for us this afternoon. I thank her profusely.

April 3, 2025, at home

Today Is ...

I do like chocolate mousse.

April 3, 2025, at home

I prefer chimichangas. (My wonderful wife is making tacos today.)

April 3, 2025, at home

I had a couple of tweed jackets in the 1980s. I was just starting out as a journalist, so I thought that I needed to look like one. Actually, my dad suggested it.

April 3, 2025, at home

What time is it? It's time for ...

April 3, 2025, at home

No More Cake

Trump is concerned about the people of the United States. These people who hate him are similar to a child getting angry at the parents because the parents won't allow the child to have a third piece of cake.

April 3, 2025, at home

Today Is ...

I like peanut butter (extra crunchy now; smooth when I was a kid) and grape jelly sandwiches on white bread. I sometimes prefer using apricot jam or orange marmalade.

April 2, 2025, at home

I am still unable to walk without support due to weakness and numbness from six recent surgeries and also numbness and pain from peripheral neuropathy in both of my feet. I am attempting to regain my strength and hope to experience self-mobility quite soon.

April 2, 2025, at home

2 Practical Jokes

April 1, 2025, at home

Two Practical Jokes

With today being All Fools' Day, I am reminded of a wonderful practical joke my father (1934-1997) organized many years ago and the subsequent retaliatory joke. Neither joke had anything to do with April 1; it was just what my dad and his group of friends did to torment each other on Long Island, New York, in the 1980s and the 1990s.

My dad, my stepmother, and my dad's secretary, along with their friend who was a landscaper, conspired to play a joke on the secretary's husband. They put sod on every inch of his driveway; placed a round picnic table with a big umbrella and several chairs surrounding the table on his front lawn; and inserted pink plastic flamingos all around his lawn. They grabbed a few beverages and sat down around the table, waiting for the secretary's husband to come home from work. When the secretary's husband drove his car down the street where he lived and around the curve in the road by his house, he just kept driving because his driveway was gone. I was fortunate to have been there to witness the fun.

The secretary's husband decided to get even with my dad, so he contacted another mutual friend who was a funeral director. I was living at home at the time, so I was the one who discovered this prank. I remember arriving home from work one early evening before my dad got home and discovering exactly FORTY (40) large funeral flower arrangements on wire tripods placed in every room of our house, upstairs and downstairs. I counted all of them, twice. Two of them with banners reading "Rest In Peace" were placed upstairs on top of the bed in the master bedroom. The huge stuffed (plush) pig seated on the bench at our white baby-grand piano in our living room was turned upside down with his legs in the air as if he were dead. I think my stepmother was involved in this joke because how else would the funeral director (and probably his helpers) be able to get into our house?

That was the last of the practical jokes for this particular group of friends. They all got together one evening to take an oath to stop the pranks because everyone was getting too paranoid, waiting for the next prank to be played on them. We all were a bit sad that the pranks ended. It was truly an end to an era. However, I am glad I was there to witness both of these pranks, which are surely large-scale classics.

Bread & Cents

I like sourdough bread.

April 1, 2025, at home

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April 1, 2025, at home