If any of my friends are looking at the title of this column they are certainly thinking, “Toldo, are you sincerely telling anyone not to be late?”
I have a tree fort. Yes, a tree fort – just like a ten-year-old, frog-collecting kid.
We’re well into the season, and I am just getting geared up for the annual torture-fest called Spring Cleaning.
Maybe you looked at the title of this article and thought, “thank you, Captain Obvious.”
Ah, the words of William Shakespeare. In the play, “Julius Caesar,” a soothsayer (person who can see the future) issued that warning to Caesar just before the embattled leader was stabbed to death at a meeting of the senate.
I would like to write something about loving others, or being in love, or some Valentine’s-themed column. It is February, after all …
Every January first at midnight, there are certain things you can count on if you’re in a bar or other large, public gathering.
This time of year, there is a little less room in the old mailbox. Greeting cards. I would say “Christmas” cards, but that seems to upset people. Then again, saying “holiday” cards is just as likely to send plenty of people into a tailspin. For the record, I’m not trying to fire up that un-winnable debate.
I suppose I could wait until December to write a holiday-themed column, but why?
