My memory foam pillow remembers everything. It sees too much. Maybe my sleep has been less sound recently, and maybe it’s the pillow’s fault. That’s what I thought when I read an article on bed pillows filled with buckwheat hulls, instead of closed-cell foam, feathers and polyester fluff. Before the special foam pillow bought over […]
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NAN Better
One more “A” and NAN would be tasty flatbread. As it is, it’s Northwest Arkansas Newspapers LLC, and the acronym was created, logo’d up, and announced by the new company. One suspects that was to delay unhappy people creating a snide abbreviation or nickname, as happened when the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette was formed in 1991 (my […]
Brick has been sporadic for some weeks. With luck, it will be more active in December. Want an excuse? How about National Novel Writing Month. It’s 50,000 words to create a first draft of a novel (around a 200-page book) in 30 days. November is the one. My third try, and I went past 50,000 […]
Answering machine’s new message
You’ve reached the voice mail of Ben Pollock. I can’t answer the phone right now because I’m floating above the Ozark foothills inside a balloon — which explains my high-pitched voice — looking for radioactive rabbit droppings. If you now must ask Where the Wild Things Are, they’re eating supper in their room. And it’s […]
Can’t Vote or Don’t Vote?
Last week, bored with NPR and between audio books, I had the radio scan for AM talk radio and ended up at KURM-AM, 790. Despite being a Rogers station, longtime host Kermit Womack kept getting calls about today’s Fayetteville school millage election. It’s not a vote on building a new high school, because that is […]
A Horse Is a Horse
Copyright 2009 Ben S. Pollock Identity is a flummox. Sometimes it feels like you spend a lifetime — or the lifetime thus far — pursuing an identity, but your identity may not be you. I’ve heard of two senior or retired professors who said they chose their doctoral fields rather arbitrarily and lost interest as […]