The Original Social Distancing

Only after I bought my regular Old Spice stick deodorant did I read the copy on the back, above the list of chemical ingredients: CONTAINS ODOR-FIGHTING “ATOMIC ROBOTS” THAT “SHOOT LASERS” AT YOUR “STENCH MONSTERS” AND REPLACES THEM WITH FRESH, CLEAN, MASCULINE “SCENT ELVES” Huh? Did Marjorie Taylor Greene or a Q Anon follower becomeContinue reading “The Original Social Distancing”

Getting away with murder

The world news was followed daily by everyone in our family. An occasional letter to the editor or letter to a State Senator was written in response. The newspaper was the media of choice moreso than TV. News of all kinds was followed: world news, Federal and State politics, along with business, medical/health, global trade,Continue reading “Getting away with murder”

Blue Toilet Paper Man

Winter Solstice. Chili. Blue foods. We used to have fun hosting creative themed house parties. For nearly a dozen years we hosted a Winter Solstice party in celebration of the first day of winter, the shortest day of the year, during the December timeframe. We had a roaring fire, drinks and snacks and plenty ofContinue reading “Blue Toilet Paper Man”

Organized people are just too lazy to look for things

Chad Carpenter, Senior Vice President & Co-founder of Progress Software, a software start-up that I worked for in the 1990s had a huge office at the headquarters in Bedford, MA, where we both worked.   I visited his office once a month to review and win approval of a monthly letter called “Progress Connections” IContinue reading “Organized people are just too lazy to look for things”

Illegitimi non carborundum

“Illegitimi non carborundum” (Latin) translates as “don’t let the bastards wear you down”.  It was a sign my dad affixed to his office door at Parker Products, Inc, the snack food/health food manufacturer that he founded and managed for some 35 years, retiring in his early seventies after a much larger snack food producer acquiredContinue reading “Illegitimi non carborundum”

Kvetches like the real deal

It all started about fifteen years ago while shopping for furniture at Jordan’s on Route 9 in Natick, across from the infamous Shopper’s World indoor mall. The saleswoman, sitting spread out on a three seat couch that we eventually purchased asked if I got a lot of inquiries and second looks because of my uncannyContinue reading “Kvetches like the real deal”