‘Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving

25 11 2015

Larry had a minor claw cramp from apple-peeling. He also had some major anxiety about whether this pie was going to be okay for the feast tomorrow, given that his track record was maybe 50/50 in the dessert department. Last year his crust was too crumbly at Thanksgiving and too soggy at Christmas, and then of course there was that time a few years back that his pie turned out like apple soup in something that somewhat resembled dough. He hoped that the generous sprinkling of bourbon and pats of butter hidden beneath the crust would forgive any potential disasters.



The Great Lighting Debacle Of 2010

23 12 2010

As Princess struggled to contain her embarrassment and indignation, Larry tried desperately to suppress a fit of helpless giggling.  He suspected that other people did not have the same trouble hanging Christmas lights that she did.  Seriously, the girl was a disaster when it came to holiday decorating.  This was even funnier than that time she had tried to carve a jack-o-lantern and ended up with mushed pumpkin in her ears. 

Will Shortz: 756, Larry: 1

2 08 2010

It had only taken him three weeks, but Larry had finally completed his first ever Sunday New York Times crossword puzzle.  For two years now, he had tried every week in vain to finish the puzzle, with varying degrees of success.  Sometimes he would only figure out a handful of words, other times he might make it through half the squares, only to be confounded by some obscure line like a 12 letter word for “Mongolian yak harness.”  But finally, finally, he’d finished an entire Sunday crossword, and he was so proud of himself he felt he might burst.  To some, this might seem like an insignificant accomplishment, but to Larry, this was cause for celebration.