It had been a draggy day. The gentleman of the house had spent time with model airplanes, but had not filed articles in the basement as planned. His tenant was doing laundry in a corner of the place, but he wasn’t feeling sociable, and he stayed topside, actually enjoying Harry Scherer’s eclectic PBS news and commentary show from 2 to 3. Conger was one of two people he knew about who lives according tot he WUIS programming schedule. His friend TC always gets to a radio before 1 pm Saturdays to hear the repeat of This American Life. He always gets away from the radio at 3:00 Sunday to be away from the chatty little cooking show that replaced a terrific program of significant speeches by major shakers and movers made throughout the US but frequently at National Press Club luncheons. Back in the good old days, WSSR/ne/WUIS regularly broadcast National Press Club addresses and Q&A sessions. When NPC stopped offering them, NPR stopped carrying them. DANGIT.
Conger knew that if he didn’t get the hell out of the house, he was going to dry up and blow away — which, when you think about it is the fate of all of us who fall in the forest and nobody hears you.
Speaking of public radio, the Sunday afternoon All Things Considered reader reported that the Obama family’s new puppy “Bo” so far has not been a menace to his new home, that he has “not chewed on any priceless furniture so far.” News to that reader would be the fact that “Bo” will not be DELIVERED to the White House until Tuesday. That info was part of George Stephanopoulos’ This Week. While most of the round table on that show bantered happily about the new pup, Knute Gingrich showed a disdain probably not seen since he told his first wife who was hospitalized and undergoing serious treatment for cancer that he was divorcing her for a younger woman. The Ging did not enjoy the line of chatter at all. How Republican of the sour anachronism!
So Conger brushed his teeth, improved his fashion statement to the world and departed home for the first elective journey in his loaned wheels. The trip to County Market was fun though he still drove ultra-deliberately. First item on the list: nail clippers. The ones he’s used since his dad died in 1994 have fallen behind some cabinet or into some upholstery, and his toenails are threatening to push through his dress shoes. His employer gave him an Easter bonus at the end of the day Saturday and suggested he buy a decent meal on Easter. So he did: sliced ham from the deli, Swiss cheese, Beefsteak Hearty Rye, some sweet looking orangy salad from the deli counter, a half gallon of Butter Pecan ice cream and two cans of Pringles.
Yes, Pringles. They were on sale at $1.09 a can, a price he would have paid only under high duress two months ago. But compared with the $1.89 per can encountered at Schnuck’s three weeks ago and two for $3 at Shop ‘N’ Save two weeks ago, $1.09 was a gift from on high.
Speaking of prices, the premium Campbell’s Fully Loaded soups were selling Friday at Shop’N'Save Friday for $2.47. Conger asked the checker to verify that price when he paid for his four cans. Yes, $2.47. Conger regrets he didn’t buy a flat (case) of them. They are delicious!
County Market at 3:35 pm felt like aftermath, rather than math or premath. The entire parking lot at Fairhills was astoundingly empty. Conger felt kin with most everyone he saw. So many looked as though they were there because being there would be the highlight of their Easter. . . . as it would prove to be for Conger. Even the music — if there was any at all on the PA system — was imperceptible. There were no calls for a “21,” for an associate aged 21 or over to wheel over to a register to punch ENTER and officially sell alcohol. The entire store seemed to be breathing an ongoing SIGH.
The garden tent is up in the parking not but not stocked. All the shelving and cinder blocks are piled around it. Conger’s money says he will buy tomatoes and perhaps some veggie seeds there before the end of the week.
For now, he plans a late dinner celebrating his good fortune Coming out of the depths of the early morning and having a good afternoon and evening. On this day, like no other, there can be no doubt:
He is RISEN!
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