"Vanity" License Plate

though ever ready to indulge my appreciation for the ironic, the placement of this proclamation at back of a dented and rusty "Chevrolette pick-up" reveals it as an earnest cry for help made by one truly in need, neither exaggerating nor reveling his situation and certainly not doing so for comedic effect.

I intended to assist the owner of this motorized conveyance until I realized that the money he might need for groceries would have been available had he not spent such on a personalized license plate.

The Main Branch of the Omaha Public Library

proof positive that an enclosed space and the right kind of people constitute an asylum.

Political Commentary

I rarely concern myself with American politics. however, when I do occasion an opinion on such matters, it is wonderful to know that someone not only reads but appreciates my thoughtful commentary.

National Olympic Trials

rarely do I revel such things but in this case I must gloat that my father procured tickets to the premier contest of the summer (as our municipality shall host an event of international consequence this year, aquatic sport as the summertime diversion of the upper class supersedes polo matches and archery competitions).

and while I anticipate an exciting outcome to the 400 Individual Medley, at present I find myself most delighted that our seats are a full seven rows ahead of those granted the Caddinghams.

Immodest Proposals

the particulars of this deal confound me less than the concept of a "sale"; to think, some people actually become more prone to purchase an item as it decreases in price!

the thought of a man donning anything more revealing than a bathing suit is equally beyond comprehension.

Douglas County Department of Corrections

debtors' prison.

The Middling Class

I have been told that injecting personal wealth into the free market is philanthropic to the masses it serves. by granting my butler, Rothchild, a generous allowance and a day of light chores during which to spend it, I have contributed indirectly to the second-class economy for years--primarily benefiting the owners of an area package liquor store called The Hooch Hutch.

today, I happened to have a few American dollars. desiring to allay my curiosity with the laissez faire through more direct involvement, noticing that my vehicle was covered in dirt and remembering that Rothchild was too busy polishing the silver to clean it, I stopped at a car wash to partake in a reasonable deal (judging from the long line of customers).

truly an adventure.