Romantic composers for a hundred, Alex
What to do while listening to Brahms’ Third Symphony?
Clean off the top of my bureau.
Useful because I uncovered nifty stuff.
- Close to a dollar in change, or enough to park at a San Francisco meter for about eight minutes.
- A roll of Avery stickers for 49-cents. Those must be ancient. And they still stick.
- Paper clips, pens, various rubber and plastic fasteners.
- Photos, framed and un-.
- Many manufacturers’ coupons, one unexpired, bringing the mean expiration date to January, 2005. Not bad.
- Dust, which at least had the decency to clump together for easy removal.
- Refills for the gum picker, an expensive item, probably because the dentist gets so many free samples someone has to pay.
- Empty containers I planned to fill with some crap for neatness. Good idea.
- A spare name tag for Chyna the cat, who lost hers.
- Coasters and Post-Its, which seem to rhyme, but don’t.
- Handily for Memorial Day, one of those little paper flags on a stick. I like to ignite them on the proper occasion as a reminder that while the US did not invent hypocrisy, the government has turned it into an art.
I was tempted to clean another location; I resisted.
Then I read about an athletic director in Paducah, Kansas, who outdid me last week. He found a two-foot long ball python in his rental car. And he didn’t have to clean anything. A rental car with a snake in it brings up the inevitable question: Was the python extra?
And you thought living in Paducah was scary enough.
