Sour Grapes: Winter thoughts

By Jim Magdefrau

Football bowl game highlight for me was hearing a commentator use the words “lugubrious” and “ubiquitous” in the same game. Impressive, but I found it to be verbose and obtuse.

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Sorry, it’s been about a month since I wrote a column. When no one is telling me what to do, often nothing gets down. But getting it done now. It could be the one regular coffee bean that slipped into my grinding of decaffeinated beans.

It was months ago that I attended the funeral in Blairstown for the mother of friends of mine. I was late and sat in the back with two other friends. It’s the area that is designated for people with small kids. I was at first amazed at how well I could still hear the service, and then marveled at how clean the window was that separated us from the rest of conversation. The next time we stood, I reached out to check the window, and found that there was no window. They thought the same thing as I pushed my arm through where I thought a window would be.

Maybe that’s why it was still a good idea to keep us separated from the rest.

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Looking back. We were back to doing things that we had done, but still not doing a lot of things we wanted to do. We lost people who did a lot for others, and we are trying to find ways to make up for this. Perhaps a good start is being positive in our dealings with others. Why not?

Looking ahead, there’s a lot I want to do. My world travels might be confined to Des Moines or Kansas City, but it’s still traveling. There’s also more live music to play, and more songs to figure out for my senior citizen tour, realizing that Buddy Holly might still be too new for some of my audience.

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My feelings on Cyclone basketball just might be surpassing my usual cautiously optimistic stance to borderline optimism.

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As I write this, it’s 10 below zero outside. But no mosquitoes. Looking on the bright side.

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