When John’s girlfriend Eve said that refineries and, for that matter, all industrial sites were just ugly, John, an engineer with an artist’s heart, tried to get Eve to see that beauty was in the eye of the beholder . . .
Jozef didn’t care why some people thought that naming a football or basketball team after some ethnic group was offensive–he didn’t care–who understood human logic anyway? As self-appointed PR guy for the “Butterfly Nation” he was pretty sure his offer of “The Gulf Fritillaries” for a Galveston team wouldn’t fly, but how about the “Butterflies”? He could move faster and was more agile than any running back he had ever seen, and no one else was using the name . . .
There was so much nectar that a bee just couldn’t carry it all back to the hive. Still, Johnny wished for a little crunch now and then–maybe some crisp onion rings, or crispy french fries with little breaded crunchy jalapeno pepper rings, or maybe Colonel Sanders crunchy breaded chicken, and don’t spare the salt . . .
When the head tool pusher on the oil rig in North Dakota’s Bakken oil field asked the boss why he hired the young Lemon brothers, he was told, “They may be a little green, but they know how to hold on when things get tough . . .”
Turns out Janice wasn’t much of a painter, not in oils, acrylics or water colors, not in classical, impressionist, or cubism. When her art teacher saw the homemade pizza she brought for lunch, he suggested perhaps she should consider an art form other than paint . . .
Looking forward to retirement, Buddy and Marge had bought an ocean front lot in Arizona through an Internet Real Estate sales site. The lot price had seemed quite reasonable for ocean front property, but when they went to see their new lot, they found it was just desert. The salesman explained that if they had bothered to read the fine print, it had been sold as future ocean front, it wouldn’t be ocean front until California had the “Big One” and fell into the Pacific. That, he explained, might not happen until the next election when Arnold beat Jerry Brown . . .
