Our Gotham family gatherings twice a year always bring out the best in Gotham. Last night’s cocktail party was no exception.
I keep a few balls in my office. I have a hardball, a soft rubber ball, and a small blow up beach ball. There are all recreational diversions, sometimes used on boring conference calls or long Friday afternoons. I also have a yo yo.
One of my guilty pleasures is watching Breaking Bad. Prompted by my daughter and son, I started watching it for the first time about 5 months ago and I'm in the middle of the final season.
Despite any prosperity I may have earned and enjoy, I have never evolved from my "On Sale" mentality. Said another way, I am a sucker for a "Sale" (I use quotes because the term is elusive and difficult to define, as discussed later). If and when I enter a store I am gravitationally pulled to the "Sale" or, better still,"Clearance" racks. And when I discover an unappreciated, discounted treasure I look to buy it in doubles.
There’s a detached garage at Flo’s mother’s house in Queens -- the house that Flo grew up in, my father-in-law lived in until his death five years ago, and her mother still lives in. The garage is used for storage and in all of the years that I took things in and out of that garage, the garage door was never locked -- until two weeks ago when I went to check on the air conditioners that were soon to be installed in the house’s windows.
Last night I stayed up until 1:30 in the morning. It wasn't smart and it wasn't intentional. Sure some might say that I should be responsible for my own actions, but that level of responsibility can only go so far. I was all prepared to get a decent night's sleep, when my wife sabotaged me. Some might say it was accidental, but she should know better, making her at least negligent.
Please tell me that I am not alone.
Ann B. Davis played the character of Alice on one of my all-time childhood TV shows, the Brady Bunch. (Don’t get me started – I’ll be talking about I Love Lucy next). Sadly, she passed away this weekend and that had me strolling down memory lane.
