-In the past few weeks, two new world records were set: a man in Sweden watched television for 72 hours straight, and a woman in Thailand spent 33 days living with 5,000 scorpions. It seems odd to me that the scorpion-living record is so much longer than the TV-watching record. I also think it's worth noting that one of the amenities that the "Scorpion Queen" had to pass the time was a television. If she had just kept the thing on the whole time, she could have set both records. Personally, I'm terrified of all bugs, especially deadly ones that look like lobsters. I do, however, currently follow over twenty different television shows religiously. Give me a DVR and a comfy couch and I'll give that dude in Stockholm a run for his money any day.
-Since I'm twenty-nine years old and Valentine's Day is coming up, I've been thinking a lot about dating and romance in the thirties. That is, the 1930s. Recently, I visited my ninety-seven-year-old Grandma Zelda and asked her a bunch of questions about what life was like when she was single. As my only living grandparent, Zelda is the last remaining tie I have to that generation, and I thought she would have fun reminiscing. She played along for a while, then made me wheel her into the common room of her nursing home so she wouldn't miss Bingo. As it turns out, the game (of dating, not Bingo) hasn't changed much in the past seventy years or so.
-My grandma worked in an Army Navy store in Queens with her father and uncle. One day, the guy who would become my Grandpa Sam came into the store trying to sell raincoats and kick a little game to my grandma. Though her father didn't like the raincoats and turned Sam away, Zelda's uncle knew she had a crush and thus placed an order anyway, enabling my grandpa to come back and see her again. Although I never met my great-great-uncle, obviously he was a pretty awesome wingman.
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