Oh yeah … sometimes stuff is just funny

There’s a local bank here outside of Boston — we think it’s this one — that has an ad where a mother asks her daughter about school that day, and the daughter replies that someone from the bank came to speak to her class.

Mom is surprised that an actual human being would come to class, and the ad (which I couldn’t find online) goes on to talk about the bank’s personal, human touch separates them from the competition.

Since I love picking apart commercials — which I’m sure would be awesome to break out at parties if I ever actually tried it — I started wondering what it would be like if an automated phone system paid a visit to the classroom.

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All about the details

The president of my alma mater recently sent an update on the school’s reopening, and it’s so far … so good.

According to the report, after a week’s worth of classes, there had only been four positive COVID-19 tests, and two of those had been “safely resolved.”

Contrast that with another local college, where they’ve already suspended in-person classes for two weeks, and the governor has sent a “SWAT team” to help deal with the situation.

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I originally posted this Friday, July 3, 2015. It mostly has to do with moving day, but since it leads off with needing a new pizza place, we had a preferred place for a while, but now we rotate when we get it Thursday nights. 

I broke off a relationship recently.

Actually, “relationship” isn’t really the best word for it. For the longest time, although the young woman involved knew it was me every time I called, I didn’t know her name for months. I just called her up on Monday nights to let her know I was coming, she did what I needed her to do and I left.

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Waiting to go home

Ten years ago, I went to Canandaigua, New York, to spend a few days in one of our company’s offices as part of a management-training program.

I enjoyed my time there. Everyone was friendly. The work was interesting, and the town was lovely in the evening.

Plus, they took me to lunch at the Wegmans food court, which may well have been life-changing.

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A fear I managed to overcome

I thought of this, originally posted May 17, 2017, after seeing Michael Portillo visit Montmorency Falls in Quebec, including a zipline across the falls, which is still a bridge too far for me.

When I tell people I don’t believe in “bucket lists” because I don’t want to die, they laugh at me.

Of course, it’s going to happen someday, but I’m terribly afraid of it … not just the “dying” part, but the “being dead” part. I’m inclined to believe in the afterlife, but what if this is it?

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Here we go … baseball season

Well, it’s finally going to happen.

Barring any unforeseen problems in the next 24 hours or so, Opening Day is tomorrow.

Sure, the season is only 60 games and for all we know, the Blue Jays could be playing in the park down the street from my house if it weren’t all torn up (or, failing that, maybe Pittsburgh), but Opening Day is tomorrow.


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Everything feels different now

Once upon a time, a knee in the back or an elbow in the knee at a basketball game just meant we were at an arena where seating was tight.

When I look back on it now, though, I think “No social distancing there.”

Sort of like when we see Rick Steves in a bar, and Rick Steves goes to bars a lot.

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