EDITOR: Ice cream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream. The container keeps getting smaller and the price keeps going up. When I was a child, I was one in a family of six. Mother would say here is $3, I want you to go to the store an get half a gallon of ice cream and come home. We, usually my little sister and I, would get to choose the flavor. Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry or Neapolitan were the flavors of the day. Neapolitan was the great compromise.
Milk, two kinds – milk and chocolate milk, that’s what there was. Half and half was half milk and half cream as was implied by the name on the container. That was for coffee. Whipping cream was what it said on the carton, cream for whipping. Now the half and half is really two thirds and a third. Now the number of kinds of milk, I will not attempt to name them, I will not enumerate them, because the number is not finite. By the time you read this there will be X plus 1 kinds of milk. That is milk for Generation X plus 50 percent water for millennials. Millennials do 50 percent of what they’re supposed to do, lose interest and walk away. You can’t just pour them half a glass of X milk. Half of them will begin to complain.
Beer domestic and imported, there was cold and not-so cold. Cowboy cold was beer left in the bed of a pickup truck the other day. First thing in the morning it’s as cold as last night. Now we have 24 ways to buy the same kind of beer. Micro brewx, micro chips, micro dips and micro organic salsa to meet the needs of the new and improved macro life. Yes, my friends, we are living large. Let’s all just take a deep breath. Before we have to meet with a loan officer to see if we need a cosigner or if they can shoehorn us into a super-sized burger combo with fries and a drink. I don’t have a micro sentence.
So what are you going to do with your extra mind, extra time and extra money? First of all, and this is a rule, not a guideline, do not freak out. You have no extra mind, you are over drawn, your reality check just bounced. You have no extra time, yesterday is gone, tomorrow comes and all you have is now. Extra money is something you have when you come home from a foreign country. Money is only worth what you can exchange it for. Don’t buy it. Save your money for a glass of water.
It’s ‘Boyes Hot Springs,’ people
EDITOR: First it was decided that we needed a new name, so “the Springs” was created. Then we got the hideous-looking paint jobs on several buildings along the highway. Now we are being threatened by a tin can village built of old discarded shipping containers, to make the area even uglier. The plan is to remove the current buildings in the heart of Boyes Hot Springs and replace them with these containers, and create some sort of commercial area. I might point out by the way that the paint jobs probably were, and this current threat, are/were gifts to us by people that do not live in the area. How surprising is that?