What This Town Needs Is A Band

For some reason, Small Town Newspaper has been putting my editorials on the main editorial page lately. My stuff is usually somewhere else in the system because I don't write about current events as much as I ponder general small town life and family life and personal observations. I'm not complaining—I'm actually amused that one day you can read Cal Thomas ranting from the right in this spot on the page, the next day read Maureen Dowd ranting from the left and the next day read me going on about sending my kids off to college or how I think we should all volunteer more.

Today, I'm talking about the big, fat summer band—here.

Tomorrow, I won't be in the paper, but I will be back here telling you all about how we sent Eustacia off to college over the weekend.

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Cindy Loo Who In October

What is it with people and Cindy Loo Who? Of my last one hundred blog hits, forty have been direct visits from regular readers, and fifteen have been as a result of people searching for "Cindy Loo Who," the little pixie from Seuss's How The Grinch Stole Christmas . A couple of years ago, I posted an image of the original Seuss illustration as compared to the TV cartoon image, and for some reason, that post is bringing in the crowds, relatively. Maybe it's the weather. It isn't even November yet, and already we've had frost and have had to dust off our winter coats. When it gets cold like this, I start to think about Christmasy things like listening to Nat King Cole and decorating the tree. It's ironic because I am offended when retailers start pushing holiday stuff early, but I don't mind my own private celebrations. When my sister and I were much younger and still living with our parents, we would pick a day in July, close the curtains to darken the ...

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I wrote about The Autobiography of Mark Twain in yesterday's edition of Small Town Newspaper. You can read it here , if you want. This is the photograph I had in mind while I read Clemens' dictations. He really was a masterful storyteller, even when rambling on about the poorly designed door knobs in Florence or in describing the Countess Massiglia, who he described as a "pestiferous character." About her, he said, “She is excitable, malicious, malignant, vengeful, unforgiving, selfish, stingy, avaricious, coarse, vulgar, profane, obscene, a furious blusterer on the outside and at heart a coward.” And I laughed out loud.

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