Fandango’s Friday Flashback — May 22

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 22nd) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.


This was originally published on May 22, 2018. Do you remember the big brouhaha when San Francisco Giants’ quarterback Colin Kaepernick took a knee during the playing of the national anthem at an NFL game to protest inequitable treatment of backs by police? Oh, for the good old days when something like this what the biggest news of the day.

Changing the Rules

E6885681-5EB7-47E9-9BC4-964FD657D828NFL owners met in Atlanta to discuss how to handle the national anthem protests going forward. The owners are reportedly contemplating hitting teams with a 15-yard penalty if any of their players or coaches kneel during the playing of the anthem.

It is also considering allowing the home team to decide whether players and coaches come out for the national anthem or stay in the locker room. But if the team decides to have players and coaches come on the field for the opening ceremonies, and a coach or player decides to kneel, the team would be penalized 15 yards. This penalty would be assessed against the team in violation of this new rule on the first play of the game.

If the NFL owners ultimately decide to change the rules and to impose such a 15-yard penalty for players (and/or coaches) who kneel during the anthem, I will never go to or watch on TV another NFL game until such a rule, if enacted, is rescinded.

Fandango’s Friday Flashback — May 15

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 15th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.


This post was originally published on May 15, 2011 on my old blog.

Reheat Your Meat

No, the name of this post is not the tagline for an ad about a new miracle drug to cure erectile dysfunction or to enhance male sexual performance.

It is about a warning that the Centers for Disease Control (CDC) has issued for women who are pregnant, people over 50, “and especially for those over 65.”  Uh oh!

According to a recent article I read in USA Today, the CDC is warning us old timers against eating cold lunch meats, cold cuts, and deli meats.601C1786-F305-4F5F-91DE-3BC94F919C82Who knew that the latest threat to the survival of the human race would be honey cured ham, roasted turkey breast, or bologna? And yet the CDC suggests that such luncheon meats should not be eaten unless they’ve been thoroughly reheated to “steaming hot” (or at least 165 degrees) in order to kill any bacteria that might be present.

Can you think of anything less appetizing than a plate piled high with steaming hot cold cuts? And if sliced luncheon meats are steaming hot, are they still considered to be “cold cuts”?

This recommendation to reheat your meat is due to an insidious food-borne bug by the name of listeria monocytogenes. It’s the source of an uncommon but potentially fatal disease called listeriosis. About 85% of cases of listeriosis are linked to cold cuts or deli meats. The remaining 15%, according to reliable sources from the makers of Scope mouthwash, are linked to the use of Listerine, which, competitors claim, has listeria as its active ingredient.

By the way, Listeriosis is fatal about 20% of the time! And like all really scary threats to your health and well being, you can’t see, taste, or smell listeria.

Most luncheon meats are cooked at food processing plants where the bacteria in them are killed during the packaging process. But the problem is that once the cold cuts are sliced or the package is opened, they are vulnerable to listeria.

If just a single cell of listeria from a contaminated surface, a meat slicer, or even the air gets on the meats, it has a unique ability to keep growing even when refrigerated. It’s like a friggin’ zombie that just won’t die.

The CDC also advises that you not keep opened packages of lunch meat, or meat sliced at the local deli, for longer than three to five days in your refrigerator. I looked at a package of organic roasted turkey breast that my wife bought at Whole Foods Market a while ago.  The label does say, “Keep refrigerated (best within four days of opening).” Perhaps they should revise the label to say, “Best within four days of opening; possibility of death if consumed after that.”

The suggestion that cold cuts should be consumed within three to five days of opening is something that virutally no one pays attention to, says Douglas Powell, director of food safety at Kansas State University. “Anecdotally, lots of people keep cold cuts in their refrigerator far longer than they should,” he says. “People keep them for one to two weeks. That’s the key message. If you get it from the deli counter, four days max.”

I always thought that if it doesn’t smell bad, if it doesn’t feel slimy, if the edges haven’t turned green or blue, and if there aren’t little white spots of mold on the meat, it’s still okay to eat.

By the way, the CDC also recommends that, after having consumed refrigerated luncheon meats or deli cold cuts without reheating your meat, if you get an erection lasting more than four hours, you should contact your doctor immediately.

Or gargle with Listerine.

Fandango’s Friday Flashback — May 8

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 8th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.


This post was originally published on May 8, 2018. It was written for that day’s daily one-word prompt from WordPress, “rapid.”

Rapid Transit

441E04ED-AA8B-4E7E-9770-6A27CE143635Eugene looked at his watch as his patience was running thin. He looked at the overhead display. It read “NEXT TRAIN IN FIVE MINUTES.” It had said that for the last three minutes.

Eugene looked around at the others waiting on the platform. No one else seemed bothered by the delay. Some were reading books, magazines, or newspapers. Others had their eyes glued to their smartphones, and still others were moving to the beat of silent music heard only by them through their earbuds.

“We’re like a group of lemmings,” Eugene thought, “standing at the precipice just waiting to step off.”

Eugene looked at his watch again. Then he heard the rumble of the subway train heading into the station. He looked towards the tunnel and saw the train’s light growing brighter.

“Finally,” Eugene said aloud. But then he heard some grumbling from the crowd on the platform. He looked up and saw that the display had changed to “TRAIN WON’T STOP” as it rumble through the station.

“Rapid transit my ass,” he said.

Fandango’s Friday Flashback — May 1

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 1st) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.


This little confession was originally posted on May 1, 2008 on my old blog. Bear in mind when you read this that I was twelve years younger when I posted it than I am now!

A Senior Moment

18CC316D-C6EE-4B65-83F6-82F865DD54BBLast night, right before I fell asleep, I thought of something interesting to post on my blog, but now I can’t remember what it was. This inability to recall important, meaningful, and profound thoughts and ideas seems to be a more frequent occurrence now that I’m getting closer and closer to being considered a senior citizen.

Oh well, whatever it was will come to me again (or not), and if it does, I’ll write another post.

Fandango’s Friday Flashback — April 24

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 24th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.


This was originally posted on April 24, 2012 on my old blog.

Doing My Civic Duty

California state sealThe seal of the State of California was visible behind the clear window on the upper left side of the envelope. To the right of the seal were the words, “Superior Court of California, County of San Francisco.”

I didn’t have to open up the envelope to know that I had been summoned for jury duty. Are you kidding me? I just got my California driver’s license in October and only six months later I’m called for jury duty. Seriously?

The summons warned me that “Failure to respond to this summons will subject you to a fine, a jail term, or both.” Holy crap! That got my attention.

Get this. My jury service is for an entire week. It says right there on the summons. “YOU ARE ON CALL FOR THE ENTIRE WEEK.”

“You may be required to appear anytime during the week of your jury service. For information on when you are required to appear, call or visit the website every day for the duration of the one week of jury service and follow the instructions for each day.“

Okay, Superior Court of California, who writes that shit? “…call or visit the website….” Interesting. I’ve never before thought about picking up my phone and calling a website. Where can I find the website’s phone number?

But I digress. Being on call for the entire week pretty much means the whole freakin’ week will be shot. I won’t know until the night before if I need to show up the next day. Can’t really plan a whole lot when my jury duty is day-to-day.

one day one trialThere’s also a statement on the summons labeled “One-Day or One-Trial.” This means that a juror generally serves for either one day or for the duration of one trial.

Okay, maybe I’ll get called, go in for a day, and be done with it. That won’t be so bad.

But wait. What happens if I get stuck on the one trial thing? And if I do, what if that one trial lasts for more than a day? All week? Longer than a week?

What if it turns out to be a high-profile murder trial and the jury has to be sequestered at some sleazy hotel near the courthouse? That’s not exactly the greatest section of the city, you know.

What if I can’t bring my laptop with me? Or if I can, what if they won’t let me have internet access? What if I’m sequestered and am ordered to not discuss the details of the trial? What will become of my blog?

Well the good news is that my jury service doesn’t start for another two and a half weeks. I’ve got plenty of time to figure out how to get out of it.

Wait. What? No. I never said that.