Not everyone buys it.
But it’s our theory that for people working traditional job schedules, the weekend starts, psychologically at least, on Thursday.
Face it. The T-shirts aren’t the only make-believe aspect of Friday.
When Marilyn Trail realized that getting what you wanted didn’t guarantee bliss: “It was 1953,” she wrote. “My annual clothing budget: $75. I knew happiness would be mine if I could have the sage green Pendleton pleated skirt and matching cashmere sweater in the window of Moscow’s Parisian. Decision made, budget blown, my anticipated joy melted into misery as I wore it on the first day of school in 100-degree temps.”
Just wondering: What would be a good name for co-workers you encounter infrequently but who never fail to refer to some dumb conversation you had five years ago?
Still dead: Call (601) 232-7282 to find out about “In Search of Elvis,” a conference at the University of Mississippi starting Aug. 6.
Four things to remember: A lot of people didn’t have time to read everything they wanted long before the advent of the Internet. Lou Gehrig will always be in a class by himself. Beach Boys concerts don’t make you young again. And adults who mimic the language in the movie “Clueless” will sound foolish.
Protect and serve: More than 20 million Americans played table tennis at least once in 1994, according to the Sporting Goods Manufacturers Association. And 19 million of them think that, with a little practice, they could be terrific.
Regarding “Spokane is Loserville”: “Maybe, with the recent influx of folks with ‘an attitude,’ we should have more bumper stickers with the same message.” - Allen Page
There’s a right time and a wrong time to say: “You’re soaking in it.”
Today’s Slice question: What’s the surest sign that someone doesn’t want to hear about your vacation?
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