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A bit of holiday cheer


[On a holiday when Americans drive miles and miles to share their love and usually too much food with family and friends, I thought I’d run some travel pictures and a couple of cheery shaggy dog stories sent me by my friend Kitty.


The stories are groaners that involve word play, and the two running here were my favorites out of the ten I read. They both involve familiar American songs. Forgive me if this is redundant with your email inbox. Safe travels and happy day, dears!]

That old chestnut, hum along if you know it

A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel, and met in the lobby where they were discussing their recent victories in chess tournaments.

The hotel manager came out of the office after an hour, and asked them to disperse. He couldn’t stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.


Also a sing-along…Oh, Super

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot his whole life, which created an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from very bad breath. This made him — a super-callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

(travel images are photos taken by my sister, Cate Fallon. Skyline is Manhattan. I found the chestnut nutrition facts (who knew?) at Red Fern Farm‘s website. They’re a tree nursery and organic farm out there in Iowa.)