The Simple Things

It is just too easy nowadays for me to to write strictly negative stuff. So, I am trying to reform.

A friend e-mailed us today to report that her young grandson Ethan recently completed  an oral book report on the life of Noah Webster.

At the end of the report the grandson announced that Mr. Webster had died - and promptly fell to the floor for emphasis.

Move over Mark Twain. This is a REAL storyteller.
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Could not get the Steelers game at home so we went to Trumans - a local haunt - slightly upscale - and found corner seats at the bar directly in front of their big bright TV.

It was  our favorite spot for watching the Pirates earlier in the year and now the Steelers - both of which we do not get on local TV very often.

The TV set  is sheltered from the light as the contractors recessed it into the wall and placed it strategically so even the heavy door traffic - with the constant opening and closing of the side door - does not interfere with our viewing pleasure.

Picture was great. I know this to be true as I was drinking iced tea throughout the first half.

Having watched cornerback Ike Taylor experiencing a truly miserable half by  cementing  his reputation for possessing hands of stone as he tried to cover magnificient Detroit receiver Calvin Johnson,(basically by himself), I realized a change in defensive strategy was clearly in order.

So, I ordered a Pinot Grigio.

It was a simple adjustment and seemed to please the bartender since he no longer had to keep running back to the kitchen to retrieve my iced teas on an extremely busy day.

It also worked.

Taylor got some help -Johnson caught no more touchdowns - and the Steelers had a come from behind victory that raised their record to a magnificent 4 and 6.

There are a lot of team-support strategies out there. You may want to try the Pinot Grigio Switch if your favorite team is behind at halftime.

You see, it really is the simple things that make old farts happy.