Today my son entered his final teenage year. A nineteen-year-old college student sounds so much older than an eighteen-year-old one. His legal rights have not changed from last year, but he’s another year closer to that big batch of things he can do when he turns 21.
After my shock and awe that my girlfriend had not only never tried to peel an orange in a single, unbroken strip of orange peel, but that it had never occurred to her to ever think about it, she asked her kids if they have tried to peel an orange that way. Every time, was the glorious, harmonious response from both of them.
During a recent hotel stay I was reading the fire alarm details. I’ve only had to exit a hotel in the middle of the night due to a fire alarm once, but it was not fun. The sign hanging near the elevators described the sound of the fire alarm as “a continuous, loud, buzzing horn.” If I heard a sound that matched that description, of course I would recognize it as a fire alarm. What else could a hotel guest mistake that type of sound for?
When you are getting to know someone special there are always those awkward moments where you discover something that you didn’t quite expect, because it is seemingly contrary to everyone else you know. I asked what I thought was simple question and was surprised at the answer. Do you ever peel an orange and try to get the whole peel off in one piece. No, I’ve never even thought to do that.
On my drive to work there is a small auto repair shop that stands out from the landscape. The road passes through a mix of residential, commercial and industrial areas, but there is a compact cinder block building that just pops. It is bright yellow. It will be interesting to follow if the paint fades over time, or they repaint regularly enough to always keep it looking bright. I haven’t tried to take a picture because it’s on the side of a busy road, behind a fence and nestled among the trees. It would be hard to capture the way it appears in my mind.
There are things that used to seem ridiculous that now seem like a pretty good idea. Rotary nose hair trimmer comes to mind.
Sometimes I think that spam comments are a sign of success. If people are bothering to leave spammy comments leading to their spammy websites, maybe they think you are getting some traffic. Might not really be true. I have gotten lots of these comments lately, and my favorite is “The genius store called, they are running out of you.”
Walking past an aisle in the grocery store I thought I saw a packet of Oxen Spices. I had no idea people still prepared oxen, especially enough of them for a store to carry a specific spice mixture. It turns out the packet said Oven Spices.
Netflix has license agreements with TV show and movie producers that varies by country. For example, when you travel to a foreign country and fire up Netflix on a smart phone or laptop, it recognizes your account but displays different content. I have a show that I only watch in Canada. And when I return to the Great White North it knows exactly where I left off. The same is true in the other direction. Last summer I began watching episodes of a show while traveling in Italy. When I returned to the States the show was not yet available here. Now that it is finally available, Netflix knows exactly where I left off.
What is it with too cute copy around the notch to open snack bags? Maybe I’m just buying too many snacks lately. Today’s instructions next to the notch” “Nom Nom Now.”