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This year, 2024, marks the 42nd year (should be 43 years in a row since the tournament was canceled in 2020 due to COVID) that I have picked at least one NCAA men’s basketball bracket. I have copies of many of them, including the one from 1981, when I picked my Louisville Cardinals to win the championship. That was the year they lost their first game on a halfcourt shot. Some people might be deterred after that jarring experience, but not me! Then again, I was only 5 when it happened.
It is really remarkable that after writing online stories for 25 years, I have a topic today that I’ve both never written about and something I know more about than almost anything else.
That thing is figs.
How did we get to this point? My uncle had a fig tree in his backyard, and we lived at his house 16 years ago. Coincidentally, my father-in-law also had fig trees, so when we bought a new house 14 years ago, we accepted a gift of a fig cutting and planted it in an auspicious backyard location.
Great book that runs the gamut of synthetic biology
The term "natural" used to be substantially easier to apply to basic items like fruit and animals. It is both exhilarating and frightening to consider "improving" genetic material, but humans have a knack for putting their marks on everything imaginable.
During high school and college, I worked at Kentucky Kingdom amusement park in Louisville, Ky. Besides battling racuous crowds and the blazing heat, one thing that was interesting to me was trying to keep track of the different people I was seeing throughout the day. As a games attendant (a.k.a. carnival barker), I would attempt to personally say things to people that I saw multiple times, whether at different games or at different parts of the park. This was mostly just a sales tactic, and I think the customers likely thought I was training to have my own magic show.
From the Archive
There comes a day in columnists' lives when they realize they have written
about everything they know anything about.
I realized this a couple years ago, after the fourth column, but now I'm running
out of things that I've even heard of. So instead of ranting and raving about
the commercialization of Valentine's Day or the plight of the American economy
or the Canadian women's curling team or the combination of the three, I decided
to dive deeper into the topic of forms.
By Ava
Once upon a time, there was a girl who is a princess named Ava. There is also another princess named Lily. There also was a princess named Clara, and we all played on the playground. And then, there was a mommy and daddy. There also was a playground where we can all play. The end.
This might be the first time I've actually publicized a website you shouldn't visit. But my reasoning is if I tell you what it is, you won't go there, unless you're the type of person who likes to do the opposite of what people to tell you. But I don't have time to play reverse psychology today.
I've never been much of a snooze bar pusher, but I can't say the same for some of my college roommates. I never understood why they would purposely set their alarms early and then be awakened six or seven times before actually waking up. That's more than an hour's worth of sleep lost to, in my opinion, just being lazy.
As you know, I don't have too many things to sell ... just books. But it is the holiday season, so I thought I might try to unload some of "The Developers" stock I have. During the month of October, I'm offering 2-for-1, which translates to $14 for two books. This way, you can purchase one for yourself and one for a gift!
It has become difficult to sell what I have because of the exclusive contract I have with my distributor. I can no longer sell directly to bookstores or libraries. However, I am allowed to sell to individuals.