I love the World Wide Web, always have, and always will.
I love that I can be wondering about anything, just the other day it was The Cyrkle and their Paul Simon-penned tune, Red Rubber Ball. I then grab my smartphone, type the words into search, and bingo! Stuff about what I wondered about, perhaps even true. That I should live to see such signs and wonders!
My wife and I were grocery shopping the other day (that home equity loan came through so we invested in cereal and pasta sauce) and in a light-headed moment, I entertained the notion of buying a dozen eggs (yes, all at once). The store had both brown eggs and white ones (apparently the anti-woke anti-DEI purges haven't yet reached the refrigerator cases) when I wondered what the difference, if any, was. As it turns out, there are also blue eggs, I kid you not.
And now, here's the other I-kid-you-not-part: the color of the eggs has a great deal to do with the hen's ears. What? (Pun intended). If you're like me, you're contemplating googling "Hen's ears." Foghorn Leghorn would applaud your curiosity.
-bill kenny
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