The irregular and irreverant musings of a working mom, born and raised in the South, who never has confused a Mr. Pibb with a Dr Pepper.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Driving Miss Crazy

Age-related memory loss apparently is God's way of letting you forget you never meant for your children to drive. At least that you didn't want to be on the road when it happened.
I admit that I have secretly been concerned when friends' teenagers began to travel the neighborhood in thousand-pound metal cocoons that alternately accelerate and stop abruptly. And some small part was me was quietly pleased that I did not have to turn over my keys to a teen.
Then it happened. My daughter turned 15 and said the magic words; When are you going to teach me to drive?
And I'm thinking, "Never. Never works for me."
But I support independence, and I never want my daughter at the mercy of a 16-year-old boy for a ride anywhere, so I said, "You'll have to get a permit first."
I fully expected to delay that when I made her father responsible for getting a study guide. And it was working. Until one day I'm driving past the satellite drivers bureau and some automagic list-ticking bell went off in my head and before I thought twice I had pulled in, picked up the book and delivered it to my teen.
What was I thinking? I can't remember, honest.
So now she's studying for the permit test. And I just hope I remember to forget to take her.
Failing that, I hope to remember to warn you.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

O.J. needs a J-O-B

After a judge ordered that all payments owed to O.J. Simpson from his past acting roles were to be paid directly to the family of murder victim Ron Goldman, lawyer Yale Galanter surely violated some attorney-client boundary in his smug response.
"Last year Simpson's royalty checks from all of his movies were less than 39 cents," Galanter said, according to CNN.
Simpson was acquitted of murder in the 1994 slayings of Goldman and his ex-wife Nicole Brown Simpson, but he still owes most of the $33.5 million judgement against him in the wrongful death lawsuit. Given that Naked Gun probably aired once in 2006, it means the movie would have to air another 85.9 million times, or 1.3 million times more than Lethal Weapon 2, for the debt to be repaid.
I'm assuming there are federal laws that prevent the use of public airwaves to subject taxpayers to such a fate as that, but then there's QVC to prove me wrong.
To the credit of the American viewers, public opinion was able to forestall the publication and airing of Simspon's TV show If I Did It, in which he was to explain his theory of the crime, from a purely hypothetical standpoint, of course.
Simpson reportedly said he only participated in the projects to secure his children's future; but when the Goldmans sued to collect any advance money paid for his musings, Simpson said it already had been spent.
On the search for the real killer and a double espresso, no doubt.

Friday, February 2, 2007

Sex, politics and career opportunities

San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom apologized for having an affair with his former secretary Ruby— the wife of his campaign manager and former deputy chief of staff, Alex Tourk, who, understandably, has resigned and refused comment.
The San Francisco Chronicle reported that Tourk confronted his friend, boss and candidate after his wife confessed the affair as part of a rehabilitation program according to "sources who had direct knowledge" but "spoke on the condition of anonymity."
Eric Jaye, Newsom's campaign strategist, apparently did speak on the record, telling the paper he was confident the mayor's admission would diffuse the furor of public scandal before voters go to the polls in the November.
So work on the re-election campaign continues. No doubt resumes already are landing on Newsom's desk from those who would take Tourk's place.
One wonders: Do the cover letters implore, "Take my wife. Please."

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Winter is a long weekend

Tonight the temperature is predicted to drop into the 20s. It might do so tomorrow and the day after, too. That might signal winter for folks who aren't from around here. But the rest of us know it's only nature's way of forcing us to wear long sleeves before February, when bathing suits go on sale.