A bloke (and reader in Dorset, England) named Harry (not the prince) emails this scribe occasionally with some pretty fab stuff. He plays a lot of chess in his pub, but during a recent match with an equal opponent, they were playing on a checkered tablecloth in a pub. “It took him forever to pass the salt,” he said.
He reminds us that Murphy was Irish and his latest “law” considering the current state of the world says: “The sum of the intelligence on this planet is a constant. If it wasn’t there might be peace.”
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Enjoy St. Patrick’s Day tomorrow, because according to the Mayans, who wouldn’t know a shamrock from a thistle, the end of time will come in December. Some of our fellow humans are taking the Mayan calendar that proclaims such an Armageddon a little too seriously.
This desert scribe (re: rat) already has a “hideaway” chosen for me and my gal in a secluded part of my desert. But a worrisome fellow named Patrick (anything to make the news) Geryl estimates he’s already spent $130,000 on his preparations for survival of the volcanic eruptions, earthquakes and shift in the Earth’s axis. That’s fine as long as he’s not holed up in the same Mojave sanctuary with me and my gal...