IT'S ALWAYS good to see credit given...


IT'S ALWAYS good to see credit given where credit is due. For instance, a colleague spotted this example recently on a restaurant menu in Berkeley Springs, W. Va. Boasting of a good selection of seafood, the menu offered Miss Betty's Lump Crab Cakes for $12.95. Underneath was this enticement:

"Miss Betty is from Baltimore -- need we say more?"

L HERE IS an excerpt taken from the Financial Times of London:

"Romans are as fond of political jokes as anyone; the arrival of the charismatic Silvio Berlusconi as prime minister prompts the following tale.

"Berlusconi dies and goes to hell. But Lucifer quickly finds him impossible and arranges him a transfer to purgatory. There he creates equal mayhem, with multiple takeover bids, cross-ownership deals and so on. Eventually, for the sake of a quiet life, St. Peter admits him to Paradise.

"Two weeks later, Lucifer rings up to ask how it's going. It's all quiet, says St. Peter.

"Oddly quiet, he thinks, and goes up to see what Berlusconi is up to. He finds him closeted with God, whom he overhears says, "OK, that's you sorted out. But me. . . why only vice-president?"

A PROFESSOR friend was writing an article recently that included the names of several prominent Baltimore politicians.

When he ran the spell-check program on his computer, the names were not in the program's dictionary, which does not include most proper nouns.

It was one of those computer spell-check programs that suggests an alternate when it finds a word it doesn't recognize: seeing "talbe," for example, it would suggest "table."

Its suggestions in this case might indicate that political pundits, too, can be replaced by computers: For "Schaefer" it suggested "schemer." And for Schmoke it suggest "schnook."

WALTER FINCH's first choice as a ticket-mate hadn't registered to vote as a Democrat. His second choice was too young to run for lieutenant governor. Now the gubernatorial candidate is seeking "a good woman" to join his ticket. And he's asking voters to help him. Call 539-8170.

A COLLEAGUE recently dialed a dairy farmer in Carroll County JTC and heard an answering-machine message that starts with the sound of a cow mooing.

"Don't have a cow. Matt and Debbie can't talk to you right now. But if you'll leave a 'moo'sage, we'll get back to you at an udder time."

Copyright © 2019, The Baltimore Sun, a Baltimore Sun Media Group publication | Place an Ad