Talk of the Town

You don't like red noses either?

In this week's Talk of the Town column I wrote was about my fear of clowns.  It was a topic that had been brewing for some time, but had been hesitant to write about for two reasons.  First, I didn't want to expose my fear.  Also I was worried the clowns of the city would unite and organize.  

Can you imagine being the target of such a mob?

Since the clown-phobia column has run, many folks have written or told me they too have an issue with clowns.  The funny thing about those who have commented to my face is they way they tell me about their fear of clowns.  To a person, each one of them have lowered their voice to say some version of "I read your column and I just have to tell you I don't like clowns either."

That last part is spoken a little more quietly than the rest of the sentence leading me to believe I'm not the only one worried about Bozo retaliation.

Keep yours eyes open my clown-fearing friends.  

Life is dangerous!

 

Decision time

Finding myself at a breaking point this early in the summer vacation has taken the wind out of my sails.  I am enjoying iced tea, coffee, iced mochas and espressos more and more as the weeks have gone by, but don't want to go overboard and end up a caffeine addict.  

The funny part is, I often drink stuff that is partially decaffeinated.

You got that right, its the half-caf stuff that STILL is leaving me craving for more at 9 o'clock at night.

This is the saddest addiction of all!

Thus decision time is upon me.  Am I going to be the woman who controls the caffeine or am I going to become the coffee freak who deals with the busy summer schedule with double shot iced espressos every afternoon at 3pm?

Maybe it would be best not to make this decision while Jonesin' for an espresso...