April « 2010 « Butterscotch Sundae

The Butterscotch League

  • MrPlayfair (Tom)
  • The Crimson Cats (Rockford)
  • Dillon Lions (Nichole)
  • Howling Wolf (Mark)
  • GoDawgs! (Chris)
  • Blue Moo (Genia)
  • Hippowdon (Sam, I think)
  • Honolulu Blue (Perry Mason)

I'm updating the fantasy college football rankings by hand every week. You know what would be awesome, Yahoo? A widget that would do this automatically.

In brief

This Day Last Year

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Papa’s favorite ribs

Or not. They don’t care.

If I were in the market for a preowned mobile home, I would definitely buy it from Cullman Liquidation Center. Best ad ever.

How many times this week have I said 'rings' instead of 'flies'? Four or so.

I had neither seen the movie nor read William Golding’s “Lord of the Flies” before starting my Modern Library 100 project. After reading the first chapter, I said to Rockford — and I don’t think this is a major spoiler — “Well! They didn’t kill the pig. That’s a good thing, right?” And he laughed

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Treasure hunt book

Have you heard about “The Clock Without a Face“? It’s a book from McSweeney’s that leads to real buried treasure! How cool is that? (Very, superduper cool.)

Putting the ball in her court

Poppy felt much better after her brief battle with pneumonia last week, but she still had to finish out the full 10 days of her antibiotics. She’s a rather stubborn child, and it took a lot of cajoling and crying to get her to take the medicine — until I let her take a little

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Date Night Nine really was one big holiday

9/52

A set of SuperGrandparents.
A bit of entirely unscheduled free time.
Good friends.
Concert tickets.

My in-laws had signed on a few months ago to watch the kids for us this past weekend so we could go to a My Morning Jacket show. Then my sister-in-law had an unexpected need for help, for the very same weekend. Her husband

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A lovely poem for a quiet evening

American Life in Poetry: Column 266
by Ted Kooser, US Poet Laureate
The great American poet William Carlos Williams taught us that if a poem can capture a moment in life, and bathe it in the light of the poet’s close attention, and make it feel fresh and new, that’s enough, that’s adequate, that’s good. Here is

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This week, it’s a frozen pizza!

Monday: Chicken meatballs.
We’re going to have these on pita bread with tzatziki sauce. I’m really glad I didn’t have to say that to you, because I have no idea how to pronounce it.

Tuesday: Bangers & mash.
Petey loved this so much when we had it on St. Patrick’s Day. It’s also exceptionally simple. Win and win.

Wednesday:

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"My guilt is all I have left."

The ML100 continues to depress! William Kennedy’s “Ironweed” tells the story of Francis Phelan, a homeless man who has been almost entirely consumed by guilt. Ultimately, it’s a story about redemption, but the reader has to slog through quite a lot of sadness and destruction (and ghosts) to get to it. There wouldn’t really be

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