Happy Thanksgiving
This nightmare got me out of bed:
I was teaching college again and couldn’t get the whippersnappers to hear, let alone listen to, what I was saying – not least because my mother was visiting the class, and her phone kept ringing. It played the overture to Rossini’s William Tell.
I had to ask her to leave the room.
I hope the students understood the gravity of the offense.
Happy Thanksgiving. Karin took Daniel and Abel to her mother’s. I stayed behind with Samuel, who was ill. I cleaned the basement.
I’ve been mystified by a billboard proclaiming KFC’s temporary “festive” pot-pie. How’s it supposed to differ from ordinary pot-pie?
My research has yielded no satisfactory answer – although I’ve read that this pot-pie doesn’t contain turkey (as I thought it might).
Obviously, to find out, I should hike over to KFC and eat one of these new pot-pies.
P.S. Karin wonders if the campaign is a response to McDonald’s’s “holiday” pies.
I was teaching college again and couldn’t get the whippersnappers to hear, let alone listen to, what I was saying – not least because my mother was visiting the class, and her phone kept ringing. It played the overture to Rossini’s William Tell.
I had to ask her to leave the room.
I hope the students understood the gravity of the offense.
Happy Thanksgiving. Karin took Daniel and Abel to her mother’s. I stayed behind with Samuel, who was ill. I cleaned the basement.
I’ve been mystified by a billboard proclaiming KFC’s temporary “festive” pot-pie. How’s it supposed to differ from ordinary pot-pie?
My research has yielded no satisfactory answer – although I’ve read that this pot-pie doesn’t contain turkey (as I thought it might).
Obviously, to find out, I should hike over to KFC and eat one of these new pot-pies.
P.S. Karin wonders if the campaign is a response to McDonald’s’s “holiday” pies.