And God said, “Let there be bureaucracy”: My Destin correspondent, Winona Havey, who frequently ponders the imponderable and mails me the results, forwarded to my attention this little gem, which I now forward to you: “In the beginning, God created… READ MORE
Skepticism now has an ultra-atmospheric spin
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A number of people called, e-mailed, faxed, or contacted me via the Intergalactic Council to let me know what a rube I am for suggesting flying saucers are a figment of the collective unconscious. One person even admonished me to… READ MORE
This organ is not a good target
Feel no evil: Have you heard the medical expression “target organ”?
I’m told it refers to the organ that becomes the target of all your health fears, sometimes to the point you actually feel pain in said organ.
Worried about your heart? Feeling a little tight in the chest? Maybe a stab of pain shooting under your ribs? Could be your heart, but maybe you’ve found your target organ.
Another alarming medical condition you need to worry about: Tight Pants Syndrome.
Can you guess who this affects most often?
Can you guess what age group the afflicted belong to?
If you answered “40-something men” to both you’d be less clairvoyant than observant about human nature, because Tight Pants Syndrome is one of those unwelcome rites of passage into middle-age that keeps the hair dye factories churning well into the night.
The story goes that when men hit their 40s they continue to buy the same old waist sizes for their pants, which is absurd because that flat stomach of 32 inches’ circumference has gone a little soft after yeas of fudging on dessert and cheating on yardwork and letting natural senescence creep in, and that 32 inches has swelled to 38 inches minimum.
When you squeeze 36 inches of flab into a 32-inch sack, all kinds of bad things happen. In a nutshell, everything touched by your waistband becomes a target organ.
Why don’t men buy pants that fit? Partly out of vanity. Who wants to wear a pair of Levis with a 36-32 on the label, when you’re used to 32-32?
But a big reason is that men are creatures of habit. They buy 32s because “That’s what they’ve always worn.”
So all you guys with stomach cramps, pinched nerves and light-headedness: Before running to the doctor, check your waist size. Could be time for a “gentlemen’s fit.”
This week’s wire weirdness: HARRISONBURG, Va. (AP) – Bettie Phillips thought the zircon-studded earrings she put on a baby deer were fashionable.
Police said it was criminal.
Mrs. Phillips, 54, of Hiddenite, N.C., was charged with animal cruelty and illegally possessing a wild animal after officers found the fawn in the back of her four-wheel-drive with cross-shaped earrings in its pierced ears.
She said she rescued the fawn from a busy road on July 3 as she drove to Harrisonburg to visit her daughter. Later that day, she said, she pierced its ears by hand, pushing the posts of the two earrings through the flesh.
The 2-month-old deer was seized and taken to a wildlife center, its ears inflamed and infected. Antibiotics were used to treat the mild infection.
“I thought it would be pretty,” Mrs. Phillips said. “You can get a little kid’s ears pierced. What’s the different between a person’s and a baby deer’s?”
The housewife could get up to a year in jail and $3,000 in fines.
Headlines that didn’t work: Drunk Gets Nine Months in Violens Case.
Redneck computer terms: “Digital control,” as in what your finders do on the TV remote.
Words that should be words: “Inclimate,” as in, “That weather out there sure is inclimate – that’s where it’s not inclement.” (Courtesy of my South Walton grammar checker.)
This column was originally published in the July 16, 1997 edition of the Northwest Florida Daily News and is used with permission.
About the author:
Del Stone Jr. is a professional fiction writer. He is known primarily for his work in the contemporary dark fiction field, but has also published science fiction and contemporary fantasy. Stone's stories, poetry and scripts have appeared in publications such as Amazing Stories, Eldritch Tales, and Bantam-Spectra's Full Spectrum. His short fiction has been published in The Year's Best Horror Stories XXII; Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine; the Pocket Books anthology More Phobias; the Barnes & Noble anthologies 100 Wicked Little Witch Stories, Horrors! 365 Scary Stories, and 100 Astounding Little Alien Stories; the HWA anthology Psychos; and other short fiction venues, like Blood Muse, Live Without a Net, Zombiesque and Sex Macabre. Stone's comic book debut was in the Clive Barker series of books, Hellraiser, published by Marvel/Epic and reprinted in The Best of Hellraiser anthology. He has also published stories in Penthouse Comix, and worked with artist Dave Dorman on many projects, including the illustrated novella “Roadkill,” a short story for the Andrew Vachss anthology Underground from Dark Horse, an ashcan titled "December" for Hero Illustrated, and several of Dorman's Wasted Lands novellas and comics, such as Rail from Image and “The Uninvited.” Stone's novel, Dead Heat, won the 1996 International Horror Guild's award for best first novel and was a runner-up for the Bram Stoker Award. Stone has also been a finalist for the IHG award for short fiction, the British Fantasy Award for best novella, and a semifinalist for the Nebula and Writers of the Future awards. His stories have appeared in anthologies that have won the Bram Stoker Award and the World Fantasy Award. Two of his works were optioned for film, the novella “Black Tide” and short story “Crisis Line.”
Stone recently retired after a 41-year career in journalism. He won numerous awards for his work, and in 1986 was named Florida's best columnist in his circulation division by the Florida Society of Newspaper Editors. In 2001 he received an honorable mention from the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association for his essay “When Freedom of Speech Ends” and in 2003 he was voted Best of the Best in the category of columnists by Emerald Coast Magazine. He participated in book signings and awareness campaigns, and was a guest on local television and radio programs.
As an addendum, Stone is single, kills tomatoes and morning glories with ruthless efficiency, once tied the stem of a cocktail cherry in a knot with his tongue, and carries a permanent scar on his chest after having been shot with a paintball gun. He’s in his 60s as of this writing but doesn't look a day over 94.
Feel no evil: Have you heard the medical expression “target organ”? I’m told it refers to the organ that becomes the target of all your health fears, sometimes to the point you actually feel pain in said organ. Worried about… READ MORE
Are they breaking the rules in Niceville?
Lord, help us: Why should there be any question about religion in school up at Niceville?
The issue was settled 221 years ago by people who, having experienced religious persecutions and selectivism, wisely decided that our government, and every endeavor it supports, would not favor one faith over another.
That means strict neutrality. Any other way is unconstitutional.
I met Chip Woolwine years ago and I know he’s not a bad man. But if he’s breaking the rules, he must be stopped. It’s as simple as that.
Also, some of you have treated our reporter rudely, and have attacked her for shedding light on this situation. Let me remind you it was reporters who revealed the past two meningitis outbreaks, and it was reporters who gave you information to help you cop with the aftermath of Hurricane Opal.
Do not slay the messenger, folks.
Nice in Niceville: Just to show I’m not picking on Niceville, here’s a plug for the fine folks of NHS who are trying to organize a reunion for the Class of ’72.
Seventy-two? Even I graduated later than that!
(OK, it was by one year.)
Enough with the “old” jokes. The Class of ’72 is seeking to reunite, and Tina Slown Faulkner, at 678-3506, is the lady to call. Get off your duffs, if you’re able, and give her a call.
Conspiracy theory: Is downtown Fort Walton Beach a conspiracy by no-growth fanatics to drive away the tourists? That’s the theory of one Destin caller, who lamented the passing of Caffe Italia, and the fact that it has been replaced with a cash-for-car-title loan joint. I dunno … even we no-growthers like to get our fast bucks behind the scenes. It’s probably just somebody’s idea of prosperity.
Headlines that did not work: Teacher Strikes Idle Kids.
This week’s wire weirdness: CLEARWATER (AP) – A pair of state detectives took a break from hunting people to follow a car apparently driven by an iguana.
John Halliday and Tom Colbert had to take a second look Thursday morning when they saw the 3-foot, scaly, green and orange beast at the wheel of a car on a busy road.
The car drove south on the congested highway a couple of miles before it pulled into a service station. There, the plainclothes detectives arrested John Ruppell on a drunken driving charge.
“(Ruppell) was slouched down in the seat, but he could obviously see what was going on,” said Larry Sams of the FDLE, adding that Finley the iguana seemed to keep the car in the lane as well or better than Ruppell.
Finley was taken to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals in Largo. Ruppell was taken to jail.
Words that should be words: This week’s installment is “telecrastination,” as in: The act of always letting the phone ring at least twice before you pick it up, even when you’re only 6 inches away.
Redneck computer terms: “Cursor,” or what some guys do when they are mad at their wife or girlfriend.
This column was originally published in the Wednesday, June 25, 1997 edition of the Northwest Florida Daily News and is used with permission.
About the author:
Del Stone Jr. is a professional fiction writer. He is known primarily for his work in the contemporary dark fiction field, but has also published science fiction and contemporary fantasy. Stone's stories, poetry and scripts have appeared in publications such as Amazing Stories, Eldritch Tales, and Bantam-Spectra's Full Spectrum. His short fiction has been published in The Year's Best Horror Stories XXII; Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine; the Pocket Books anthology More Phobias; the Barnes & Noble anthologies 100 Wicked Little Witch Stories, Horrors! 365 Scary Stories, and 100 Astounding Little Alien Stories; the HWA anthology Psychos; and other short fiction venues, like Blood Muse, Live Without a Net, Zombiesque and Sex Macabre. Stone's comic book debut was in the Clive Barker series of books, Hellraiser, published by Marvel/Epic and reprinted in The Best of Hellraiser anthology. He has also published stories in Penthouse Comix, and worked with artist Dave Dorman on many projects, including the illustrated novella “Roadkill,” a short story for the Andrew Vachss anthology Underground from Dark Horse, an ashcan titled "December" for Hero Illustrated, and several of Dorman's Wasted Lands novellas and comics, such as Rail from Image and “The Uninvited.” Stone's novel, Dead Heat, won the 1996 International Horror Guild's award for best first novel and was a runner-up for the Bram Stoker Award. Stone has also been a finalist for the IHG award for short fiction, the British Fantasy Award for best novella, and a semifinalist for the Nebula and Writers of the Future awards. His stories have appeared in anthologies that have won the Bram Stoker Award and the World Fantasy Award. Two of his works were optioned for film, the novella “Black Tide” and short story “Crisis Line.”
Stone recently retired after a 41-year career in journalism. He won numerous awards for his work, and in 1986 was named Florida's best columnist in his circulation division by the Florida Society of Newspaper Editors. In 2001 he received an honorable mention from the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association for his essay “When Freedom of Speech Ends” and in 2003 he was voted Best of the Best in the category of columnists by Emerald Coast Magazine. He participated in book signings and awareness campaigns, and was a guest on local television and radio programs.
As an addendum, Stone is single, kills tomatoes and morning glories with ruthless efficiency, once tied the stem of a cocktail cherry in a knot with his tongue, and carries a permanent scar on his chest after having been shot with a paintball gun. He’s in his 60s as of this writing but doesn't look a day over 94.
Lord, help us: Why should there be any question about religion in school up at Niceville? The issue was settled 221 years ago by people who, having experienced religious persecutions and selectivism, wisely decided that our government, and every endeavor… READ MORE
Justice isn’t justice if it isn’t equal for all
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The death penalty? The righteously wrathful were rubbing their palms last week as jurors in the penalty phase of the Timothy McVeigh murder and conspiracy trial decided he should die for his crime. His crime – the April 19, 1995… READ MORE
A performance that could help save a life
Image courtesy of Flickr user lilbluelola. — Performance Against AIDS: Frankly Scarlett in downtown Fort Walton Beach will again be the venue for Performance Against AIDS V, a fund-raiser for OASIS and its efforts to improve the quality of life… READ MORE
There’s no place for flab in rock ’n’ roll
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Let the good times roll: Skinny teenagers capered across the stage at Fort Walton Landing as I stood astride my bike, trying to ignite matches by rubbing them between my flab rolls. It was Saturday night’s Battle of the Bands…. READ MORE
Now I know why it’s good to be a Florida Gator
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Gator growl: One of my long-held suspicions has been confirmed by researchers at the University of Florida. This will come as good news for Steve Spurrier, and maybe not such good news for the unborn children of Gator fans –… READ MORE
1997 hurricane names were nothing to be alarmed about
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The list of hurricane names for 1997 is out, and what a sorry list of names it is. The A storm will be called Ana. I have a friend whose name is Anna, so I will not say anything bad… READ MORE
Florida could be home to the national Mustang museum
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Have you visited a Ford lately? Did you know Florida has two cities in the running to become the permanent home of the Mustang Museum? We’re talking cars, not horses or airplanes. I spoke to Chris Hoverman, chairman of the… READ MORE