No, Thursday's Out....

Yesterday was World Emoji Day! I should throw some emoji in here (emoji? emojis? – I don’t care, and I intend to switch between the plurals at my own whim).💚🧀. That's a green heart and a wedge of cheese, in case it doesn't come through for you. No reason for those symbols. And no reason they shouldn't come through for you. Emojis are unicode, and I am told unicode is forever.  I'm a bit jumpy around emoji. I barely got my head 🤕 around emoticons. My chance of misusing an emoji with a dirty meaning is sky-high. I only found out about World Emjoi Day because I was listening to a podcast. https://www.alieward.com/ologies/curiology And the podcast factoid that riveted my attention was this: people who use a lot of emojis in their texts have more sex than those who don’t. Don’t look at me, it’s what THEY said. They said it on the podcast! What they didn’t say was whether these folks are couples who lovingly festoon their texts to EACH OTHER with buckets 💑of emojis, o...

Our 50 th high school reunion had two parts – Friday afternoon in the back garden of the Roanoke Tavern, and Saturday night at the big community center. The first person I saw on Friday recognized me. He introduced himself, and I froze. He said, “You don’t remember me, do you?” and I said, “No, no, I do, really, I am just getting used to being here,” or something equally odd. Actually, I was at a loss for words. At an earlier reunion, one classmate did a Rumplestiltskin thing on me: didn’t wear a name tag, told me I had the evening to guess his name, kept circling around to see how I was doing. It turned out that he had been buddies with my neighbor. That neighbor was now shaking my hand. I’d planned to go to THIS reunion and greet Rumplestiltskin warmly, by name, sortof sharing the joke with him. That’s the best part of reunions, when it happens – seeing people being grownups in the best way. But then the pre-reunion emails listed him under “Classmates Who Have Died.” Too late to ...