At approximately 6:55 a.m. last Saturday as my cheapskate dial-up modem did battle with the ISP's receptors, it dialed 911 --- and at 7 a.m. two very nice police officers came to the front door to inquire about my welfare. They had never heard of such a thing and neither had I. Whine No. 1, 18 April.
While enjoying toast Monday morning with my Today show friends, my nose began to run and I commenced to cough --- and continued to do so for 24 hours. If I could get my hands on whoever gave me that short and violent cold.... Whine No. 2, 18 April.
I've bought a pound of the same brand of Fair Trade coffee every week at HyVee West for as long as I can remember. For as long as I can remember, no checkout person has been able to find the item in the list of codes for items that do not have scan bars. I have the price memorized ($7.99 a pound); usually that's enough. This morning, it wasn't. The clerk looked and looked; a HyVee sub-manager type looked and looked and looked some more. The line at express check-out lengthened. I lost my temper. Whine No. 3, 18 April.
You think you've got two half-way decent candidates in Hillary and Barack, then find out neither has the sense God gave a goose. How ya gonna end a war if you can't be civil enough to each other long enough to put a Democrat in the White House? Hell, John McCain doesn't need friends to land the presidency; he just needs Clinton and Obama. Whine No. 4, 19 April.
You've all heard it: Is the Pope Catholic? By gum we found someone at the office this week who didn't know that. Honest. Whine No. 5, 19 April.
It's been that kind of week ...
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