Not So Greatest Hits

In keeping with the holiday hawking of things already done, I’m regurgitating my own greatest hits. Not the greatest - as if - but a few favorite posts out here that still strike me funny or still tick me off.

All compiled into a collection of timeless classics. Yours. Free. Now. No phone calls. No stamps. No credit cards. No shipping. No.handling. Easy and just in time for the holidays.

I carefully weeded through the past posts here - painful as that was at times to read my own writing - to select just the right ones.

When talking about the problems with the release of her Greatest Hits CD, Mariah Carey recently said, “I have so much good material; it’s really hard to pick just a few for all the fans who adore me.”

Oh, Mariah. I understand. We’re just too good for our own good. So much in common.

So, here’s my attempt at self-importance. My holiday gift from me to me.

One: Why? Because I am still obsessed with the fact that Steve Hall of Darlington, McCallie, and Orr Treks infamy is still allowed to be in the wilderness with other people’s children. I worry about the kids at Wasatch Academy, who take for granted that their leaders would do better if they knew better (just one from me).
Questioning Steve Hall

Two: Why? Because I am still obsessed with the fact that Hillary Clinton has enough support to run for President. I wrote letters to Santa about it last year that remain unanswered.
Dear Santa
Thanks a lot Santa

Three: Why? Because it’s so sweet and makes me smile.
Used Books

Four: Why? Because it’s Austin in a nutshell and I love him so.
Hmmph

Five: Why? Because I do remember boys.
Canned Tomatoes

Six: Why? Because I do remember boys.
A flutter

Seven: Why? Because it reminds me.
Unshun

Eight: Why? Because it makes me think of Miss Hazel.
Preferred Customer

Nine: Why? Because it’s Christmas.
Christmas 1970

Ten: Why? Just because.
October 17th

And that’s quite enough this year. I feel sick. Of myself.

Happy Holidays!!!