Speaking of Long Island, something happened tonight that made me most grateful that I intend to move back there soon. I grabbed dinner from Burger King, and as is the case everywhere except New York City and its surroundings, I asked for the mustard to be held on my burgers. I grew up without the yellow stuff on my favorite food, and have never warmed to the taste. Apparently, the drive-thru crew failed to read the directive clearly stated on the order confirmation screen, because I got home and found stinkin' mustard! Fortunately, being at home, I did not have to contend with such things as "social graces"; I simply wiped off as much of it as I could, and then doused the burgers in glorious ketchup to hide the rest.
I was trying to write a post solely dedicated to the "octo-mom," but most everything that needs to be said has been already. I agree with the general run of opinion, that this was an irresponsible act. She says she wants a big family...how does six children not qualify? And given that she's a single mother, she'll have to give them a lot more than love, and stopping her life for them probably ain't the best course of action. Of course, Ms. Suleman won't be raising her brood on her own - she'll have the extracted assistance of Mr. John Q. Taxpayer! Two days ago, Michael Cannon explained far better than I can why this is so ominous. And Peggy Noonan pointedly wonders if this is a clarion sign of the way we're heading.
Cornell hockey is now on a 2-5-1 run after a 13-1-3 start. Not good...but then again, that still adds up to 15-6-4 (and they've only dropped to third in the conference). The Big Red, in less than half as many games, has only one win less than the Islanders.
Happy Valentine's Day - even though I'm spending yet another on my own, it's no cause for complaint or concern.