Weeds don’t come with detailed instructions. Neither for growing nor for destroying. Yet a piece of weed root, plucked from the ground and left in the sun for two weeks, eaten and passed through the digestive systems of an entire nest of rodents, incinerated, ground into a fine powder, and encased in concrete is guaranteed to grow and flower/seed within six weeks.
The 15th of February 2021 marks the 50th anniversary of D-Day. Not that D-Day, O history buff. Decimalisation Day. On this day in 1971, the UK officially moved forward into the eighteenth century with its money system. The USA and several European countries including France had “gone decimal” in the 1700s, but mention that to some Brits and they’ll tell… Read more »
Now that I’ve reached an important milestone for me–i.e., the completion of a shareable draft of my retirement planning book, I have to make a big decision. Do I continue to write under the pseudonym “Kelvin D. Hatch”? Or do I “come out”? Kelvin D. Hatch (“KDH”) sounds much more impressive to me than Reg Gothard (“REG”), but then I’ve… Read more »
For the last I don’t know how long, I’ve been working on a book about retirement planning on less than a seven-figure nest egg. A couple of people are reading the first draft, and I’ve just spent a week trying to come up with a title. I think I’m there. But it needs some explanation. First, the title and the… Read more »
Good news! After over three years of writing weekly “columns”, I have proved what I set out to prove—that I can write humorously about something of interest each week. I am now going to change my use of this website for a while. Instead of writing regular “articles”, I plan to post random updates about my current writing projects. They… Read more »
I recently spotted a “funny” doing the rounds (unfortunately without attribution, so I can’t give credit…) Here it is. (Food falls on the floor) Germs Suppertime! Let’s go guys! King Germ No! We must wait five seconds. It is the rule. But what happened next? This can now be revealed. Germ 1 Rule? Or guideline? King Rule. Germ 2 With… Read more »
The Kilntown and District Soup Can Collectors Society is planning its first annual expo. But like most organizations these days, its members have schedules that look like the spandex at a Weightwatchers meeting—overstuffed. So in an attempt to minimize or eliminate planning meetings, the secretary suggested they use one of the many online collaboration tools available. In case you don’t… Read more »
Today, I listened to a speaker talk about the need to connect with your uninhibited, playful inner child in order to access your creativity and confidence. She spoke of childlike curiosity—I don’t think she was referring to the way kids explore the insides of their noses–and opined on the ease with which the very young mix with their peers.[1] No… Read more »
Decaffeinated Bless me, Tim Hortons, for I have sinned. It has been eleven days since my last coffee. What has been the cause of this, my guest? I have been sick, TH. But surely a loved one could have helped you partake of the holey sacrament—coffee and a doughnut ring? My wife did offer on numerous occasions, but… I declined…. Read more »
Man Flu is a joke. Or at least, that’s what it started out as—a humorous dig at “wimpy” men, by women who believe the male of the species doth protest too much when it comes to minor ailments. Some of those women might even go on to say that nothing compares with childbirth for pain and suffering, which is why… Read more »