Another this and that

So the “mad bomber” turned out to be a mentally ill young man from West Virginia...

I got an email this morning from my favorite radio station, WCBS-FM.  The station wished me a ‘happy half birthday”.  

Yes, today is exactly six months after my birthday, and six months until my next birthday,

Wish I’d known that someone over the age of 10 could celebrate a “half birthday”.  Last night, when the waiter at the Melting Pot asked us if we were celebrating something, I said “no”.

I’m being facetious, of course.

But I did have a good time at the Melting Pot.  Anytime there’s melted cheese involved...

Though, come to think of it, today would have been my Aunt Sonia’s birthday.  My father’s older sister, she lived with us until I was 8 years old.    She survived polio, it left her with a pronounced limp and the need to use a cane.   She had a job in the office of a company that distributed seltzer and other related products (I seem to remember something about Fox’s U-Bet), but had to retire in her early 50’s when she broke her ankle (the one affected by polio) and needed to use a walker to get around. Apparently she had a nasty fall on a NYC sidewalk, and used some of the settlement money to buy us a color tv.  She died when I was 14 ...