Monthly Archives: February 2011

A half-time commercial on this year’s Superbowl cost about $2.8 million dollars. It’s not something you’d buy with your unused bus fare.  Anybody who buys one of those ads has to have great expectations. One of this year’s buyers must … Continue reading →

All day yesterday, I had the uneasy feeling that something was wrong.  Couldn’t get a fix on it, though. The day went on normally.  Did some chores, did some work, and nothing odd happened, but I was sure something was … Continue reading →

I like Watson.  I can’t help it. Some of my best friends are computers.  Especially the Irish ones.  The ones whose names have a “Mac” in it. That’s why I can’t figure out why I like IBM’s Watson computer so … Continue reading →

Is it melting yet? Whenever snow blizzards appear, the news broadcasts are ever faithful about reporting them. But, out here in the Pacific Northwest, unless the snow appears in our own midst, the TV news reports never remember to tell … Continue reading →

Tonight is the first day of the 3-day Jeopardy joust between IBM’s “Watson” computer and human champions Ken and Brad.  Whose side are you on? Who will be your valentine —  Ken, Brad, or Watson? . The professional gamblers are … Continue reading →

Today is the birthday of Frank O’Hanlon, the grandfather of my husband Gene and his brothers, Don and Bob Ford.  Gene and I always harbored the belief that his grandfather relentlessly haunted and guided him all his life. . Here, … Continue reading →

Okay, this is a contest. Can you describe what’s happening in this famous scene? The players, standing left to right are Queen Elizabeth, Prince Phillip, Camille Parker-Bowles, Prince Charles, and in the back row is Prince Harry. In 25 words … Continue reading →

You’ll be surprised to know that my surprising nephew-in-law Bob Brown lives in Surprise, Arizona.  Today is his birthday.  And am I surprised.  And not ready. But here goes. As if you didn’t know, when it comes to someone’s birthday, … Continue reading →

Today’s blob is courtesy of my niece Denise (yes, it rhymes) Fortune. My plan was to give you more scandalous information about our wildly successful drug lords – the pharmaceutical companies – but  (gasp) the new data turned out to … Continue reading →

My son-in-law, Brad Covey, started playing the harmonica recently. I heard him playing a piece the other day and now I’m too jealous to spit. (You probably have to do a lot of that when you play the harmonica.) As … Continue reading →