There are word pairings that inadvertently signal our current depravity and gradual decline. This occurred to me recently while reading a Miami luxury magazine and coming across the phrase “renowned mixologist.”
Watching Dolly Parton at the Grammys, Hania asked, “She’s from Texas?”
“Tennessee,” I said.
“That’s another big hair state, isn’t it?”
I used to watch the State of the Union address out of a sense of obligation. Now I avoid it out of a feeling of disgust.
It's that one time of the year when Hania gets a small taste of what it's like to be Jewish at Christmas.
I got a flu shot this year to protect myself not from the flu but from the people who, on hearing you’re sick, always ask if you got a flu shot.
A teacher of special needs children in Coral Springs has a letter to the editor in today’s Herald. She writes that when students do well, or perform an act of kindness, they are rewarded with tickets to sporting events. The Florida Panthers, she says, have given two lower-section tickets to any home game. The Miami Marlins have refused to donate any tickets.
The teacher rightly adds that the Marlins have the worst attendance in baseball.