Somebody ought to write a book

Some title I saw at Posman's Bookstore in Grand Central yesterday struck me as very funny, because it wasn't a very interesting title. Of course I forgot that title but not the one that somebody ought to write:

Phrenology in the Age of Texting and Twitter: How to read the bumps you get on your head from pounding it with your smart phone after sending that stupid tweet or drunken text.


Maybe I'll get around to it someday.
Nah, it's too much like beating your head against the wall.

Transformative food names

Why eat a Philly Cheesesteak in NYC? Why not something new and high priced, like a Chili Feesteak (or Chilly Feesteak)?

Ok, so NYC is known for cheesecake, which is not served by the slice but by the piece, as in "have a piece of cheesecake." I love a piece of cheesecake but today I'm in a different place and want a cheese of peacecake.

Fertilizer season - a very quick thought

In the film "Apocalypse Now," Lt. Col. Bill Kilgore (Robert Duvall) sniffs the air and says "I love the smell of napalm in the morning."

Well, it's fertilizer season, and though I don't know if anyone's making a movie about the end of farming to be called "A-Crop-alypse Now" or such, but I can imagine a farmer wearing a hat of the same shape as Kilgore's, standing in the middle of his/her field on a cool, spring morning, sniffing the air and saying  "I love the smell of manure in the morning."

Wedding in Geneva

Backstory:
I was in an antiques market in Geneva NY this past Saturday. Six sisters were shopping for interesting things to wear to one of their daughter's upcoming big Long Island Wedding.

I said "I don't believe in big weddings because then, no matter how things work out, you don't regret the wedding."