Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Tongue-Tied

I used to see kids on T.V. or in the movies who would lick a flagpole during the winter and get their tongues stuck to it and think that that sort of thing could never happen in real life. Even I, who never saw snow until a teenager, would have figured out that licking a flagpole -- frozen or not -- was a dumb idea. Surely kids who lived in that weather would know better.

And then, the other night, as we were leaving the Jewish Home, I turned around to see Jared, on the front stairs, licking the metal handrail.

Journal Description

My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.

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