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Diet Coke, and I guess real coke, does taste different in cans than it does when it comes from a bottle. Even those plastic bottles.
And the taste isn’t as good. From the cans, that is. Which is to say that the bottled taste is better.
I wonder why?
Anyway, I’ve always suspected this discrepancy, but grabbing a can from the fridge just now confirmed those suspicions. Sure wish I was quenching my need for that big diet cola taste from a bottle now.
Not that it’s that big a deal or anything.
– c d k
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February 26th, 2009
There are many diversions on the internet. Lots and lots and lots of diversions. Some worthwhile. Many not.
Today I watched a couple of videos on Slate. High quality. Interesting. Five minute breaks from the day. Or from other less worthy diversions.
I especially like this video which is part of a continuing series.
– c d k
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February 19th, 2009
It’s Valentine’s Day.
A single rose works wonders.
– c d k
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February 14th, 2009
February 11th, 2009
A little contrition goes a long way.
In real life.
In politics (which is sometimes but not always the same thing as real life.)
Just weeks into his administration, President Obama, referring to the selection of tax-owing Tom Daschle for his cabinet, simply said, “I screwed up.”
How damned refreshing. Sure the adminstration kept its head in the sand for a couple of days after the revelations about Daschle’s failure to report all his income. That is politics (real life) as usual. But it really didn’t take that long to throw in the towel and admit a mistake had been made.
The lesson is well taken. If we make a mistake, admit it. Be contrite. Apologize. Learn from it.
Like I said at the top: A little contrition goes a long way.
– c d k
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February 4th, 2009
As if we didn’t already know, it’s always startling when we realize that, all other of life’s powerful forces notwithstanding, nature rules. Period.
Sometimes, she can be a mutha. Like now with this snow and ice storm we are experiencing in the heartland. When trees and limbs are cracking from ice, and streets are impassible and snow is covering ice, and power lines are down and the spouse is going stir crazy, etc, etc.
The flip side, of course, is that it’s really beautiful outside. Unless the view is of some major oak tree crashing into the second floor.
– c d k
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January 28th, 2009
We have the capacity to overcome.
Despite the hyperbolic reaction by public and press to today’s inauguration of Barack Obama, it is impossible to overstate it symbolic significance.
In my lifetime, a Louisville couple was prosecuted and persecuted for selling their home to a black family. A regional restaurant chain threatened to close its locations in town if it was forced to serve blacks. Etc, etc.
Today’s moment has been a long time coming.
It is not the end of the road.
But today’s lesson is that, with perseverence, good often triumphs over not-so-good and it should be heralded to the highest degree.
– c d k
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January 20th, 2009
You’ve seen the commercials, I’m sure, the ones with that snappy huckster with the State Fair Official Microphone hooked around his ear and the ultimate barker’s rap. His name is Vince. His product: ShamWow. They’re towels — Made in Germany — which allegedly hold twenty times their weight in liquid. Ten year warranty.
“Not available in Stores.” His quote exactly. It appears on the screen.
The Film Babe and I bit. Went for the double deal. Four — count ‘em — four ShamWows. Plus four Mini ShamWows
Only $19.99. Plus S & H. That would shipping and handling. Another ten bucks or so. But, hey, these things are indispensable for the house, the car, the boat, the garage.
So I go online and order. Knowing full well that every www. shuckster in the cybergalaxy is going to have my email address by the next morning. Spam ensues. Actually not too bad.
The lesson in all this: ShamWows are available in stores. And you don’t have to pay S & H. The day after I ordered them I saw a bunch on a shelf at Walgreens.
So, I guess what I’m saying is this: You can’t believe everything you see on TV.
– c d k
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January 14th, 2009
I just think it’s a really good idea to try to remember the emotions of our youth. Doing so allows us to act toward youngsters in ways that honor them and ourselves.
My teenage niece, who lives in an all Big Blue family, has fallen for the Cardinals. My sweetie, the Film Babe, takes her to the U of L games while I get the privilege of sitting at press row.
The Film Babe is out of town. I was going to pass those seats to the Notre Dame game along to some friends as a pay back for favors done. My niece kept calling to see if she was going to get to go to the game. Even had a friend she hoped to bring along.
I started going to U of L games when I was 7 years old. In those early years, the tickets belonged to my dad’s company. He never knew until game day if he’d get them, and, if he did, whether there would be one for me. I would always be nervous on game day, praying I’d get to go. It was a stunning disappointment when I wasn’t able to. So I felt my niece’s pain.
I gave her the ticket. Her friend got the other one. I drove them into the game.
– c d k
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January 13th, 2009
I’ve been meaning to start this little exercise for awhile. Sharing what life lessons I learn each day. Not that we learn something worthwhile and new every day, but most 24 hours add something to our experience. So I’m going to pass them along.
Today’s Lesson: If there’s some really sweet piece of music on the radio when your radio sounds at wake up time in the morning, there’s a better chance for it to be a serene day. (Of course you must wake up to music not some braying alarm.) Of which I was reminded when Tony Williams and the Platters gorgeous rendition of “My Prayer” awakened me this a.m. I was able to linger, savor the song, then arise with a smile on my face, conscious of the love in my heart for the Film Babe and my great group of friends and my gratitude for yet another day.
– c d k
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January 12th, 2009
