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- Well, I had more bullets. Lucky you! (I spent a very long time deciding whether this post would be #72.5 or #72′.)
- Hi to folks visiting because of my friend Greg mentioning my blog on WBHP this morning. (And thanks, Greg!)
- J.D. Salinger died yesterday. He was 91. I wouldn’t say there are any more than ten or twelve people on a list of “seminal authors of the 20th century,” but he’s on it. RIP.
- So did Tangina. She was 76. RIP.
- I don’t understand those “high surface area” brownie pans that make more brownies with edges. To me, edges are to be avoided. I like a mushy, gooshy brownie. I especially like putting a nuclear hot one in a bowl and melting vanilla ice cream on it.
- The Challenger disaster was 24 years ago today. I still don’t remember why I was home from school (illness? weather?), but I was, so I saw it live.
- If a convertible is small enough that you can reach the soft top’s entire arc of travel from the driver’s seat, then no matter what the car costs, it’s stupid to put a power mechanism on the top.
- Though I hardly require it, I’ve gotten comfortable with “Mr.” from someone college age or younger. People in their 20s are next. I’m getting old.
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I was freezing my butt off in a tent city at Fort Bragg, NC when the Challenger tragedy occurred. I was walking back to the Tactical Operations Center when I saw a bunch of soldiers crowded around a TV. I went over and saw replays of the disaster. It’s one of those day’s you’ll never forget.
We were out of school due to snow. Thanks to Al Gore it doesnt snow now….That bastard!
Mom was driving me home from midterms. She didn’t believe me when I told her what happened, and I remember cranking the radio to hear what they had broken in to say. Hit home with us — my uncle worked on the shuttle project and knew two of the astronauts personally.
Ah… volcano sundaes. The genius in our college cafeteria who put the soft-serve machine right next to the microwave ought to be sainted. Nuke the brownie until the top starts bubbling, then hit it immediately with a cold shot of ice cream. It was an art form.
How strange that you were home from school that day, I was too. Mom and I lived in Florida when it happened. I remember being home sick though.
I agree 100% on the brownie comment. UGH edges are gross.
We are supposed to get 8-12 inches of snow Saturday.
Miss you
I was living and working in Houston. We found out when we went to lunch somewhere (Chili’s actually) and saw the TV screens. Everyone, including the servers were just standing there stunned. The city was practically silent for days. There was so much pain centered around NASA and all of the support companies.
*raising hand*
I am a PROUD brownie-edge lover. The ooey gooey ones just gross to me. Which is good, because there are always brownie edges left over!
The Challenger launch was the first shuttle launch I’d ever gotten to see live. I was so excited to have made it back to the dorm from class in time to see it. Seeing it blow up made me very superstitousof watching any launch live. I still get a twinge when I see one go up, thinking that something will go wrong just because I’m watching live. Magical thinking … us humans are sometimes quite silly.
It’s the ma’am thing that still gets me. Ms or Miss, I don’t much care. But ma’am me and I’m all kinds of befuddled.
Mrs. BD loves corner pieces. Makes more for me. I don’t know of anyone who actually owns one of those pans, but they draw people like a bad car wreck in the aisles at Wal-Mart/Target. Take one for the team and get Lea one to match the Monster Cupcake contraption.
Challenger – school, computer lab, only place with a TV. Scary quiet for a long, long time.
Crusty Brownies; Big Fan. Challenger; Worked 3rd shift at the time. Was at home watching the launch live when the explosion occurred. Believe it or not, the wave of patriotic feeling arising from that disaster led me to join the military. Completely changed my life. I was on a much different path at the time.
Love the crispy edges of brownies. But I also like stale popcorn…
I got home from class just in time to watch the Challenger launch. I was totally stunned. Ever since, I hold my breath when I watch a launch.
Off topic: started snowing here an hour ago and about an inch has accumulated. I wonder what it is about snow that send dogs into spasms of ecstasy?
Bob: It’s amazing when you go back and watch the live footage of it. It broke apart, and it was a LONG time before anyone said anything about it on the air. It was just barely possible to process the shuttle falling to pieces.
Tommy: We’re even getting screwed tonight. My forecast as of now is cold rain all night. The forecast is three to five inches as close as Pulaski.
kemtee: You just added “volcano sundae” to my vocabulary.
Jenny: I didn’t remember you guys being down there that late in the game, but I guess you were. Do you remember that I never saw your house at Panama City Beach? Good luck on your snow. We got ripped off (again).
‘seester: Houston! Wow. We were six months away from moving to the Huntsville area (still in Anniston).
wxchick: It’s funny; I call any adult woman “ma’am,” even one 20 years my junior.
BamaDan: We have brownies in shallow, rectangular pans, as God intended.
Lee: I think it’s cool that you can isolate it to that. I think things are going pretty well for me, so I won’t say “I wish I’d served in the military,” but I can write several good alternate narratives for my early adulthood that include such a stint. (That I’ve supported the U.S. Army for a living for the past five years probably has something to with that.)
Cheryl: If we were just a hair further north, we’d be getting hammered. I’m jealous.
Bo…we were out due to weather…I remember it well. I was actually in the car with Jeff driving down Quintard & heard it on the radio. It was just awful.
As to the “sir” thing…I still do not like being a “ma’am” to anyone unless it is preceeded by a “wham” a “bam” and a “thank you.” I soooo resent this getting older stuff.
Marianne: Well, that must be it. It was six months before we moved, so it must have been snowing in Oxford that day.
My, what a titillating way you have of expressing yourself. 🙂