-- Herbert Rappaport
Do your dreams stink?
A limited study in Germany has found that women who smelled roses before going into the REM stage of sleep had pleasant dreams.
Women who smelled things like rotten eggs had unpleasant dreams.
Researchers suggest the sleeping brain processes pleasant smells and converts them into pleasant thoughts.
That's why I'm thinking I might buy one of those rear-view mirror car air fresheners and hang it from the lamp on my night-stand.
I'll let you know how it turns out.
MAIL CALL: Some of you seem to be dreaming of getting out of town and out of the country.
Harry Mercer sends a postcard from Indonesia, where he writes: "I scheduled my trip so I could miss the most tedious election period in my life."
Ginny Cash sends a card from Germany because "my daughter and I are here for the Christmas markets in the heart of the Alps. It's beautiful. We went up the mountain by train and rode by horse and wagon through the snow."
Wayne and Diane Rodgerson are enjoying a Princess cruise in the Virgin Islands. "Will be back in North Augusta soon," they say.
Ken and Mary Kipnis say they spent 12 days cruising around the Mediterranean, visiting ancient wonders before shopping in Rome for a few days.
COMPUTER NEWS: Peggy Williams shares this story. She writes: "I work with small groups of students teaching reading and math. Many times, I change grade levels and will have some of the same students I had the previous year. A lot of my instruction comes from playing instructional games. The students always wanted to know what the prize would be if they happened to win. Well my answer would be, 'Knowledge, of course!'
"This year, we were discussing the reason students were given homework and why it was important to complete it. After many responses, a previous student raised her hand to respond. She kind of rolled her eyes and looked at her fellow students and said, in an exasperated voice, 'So we will get Knology!'
"True story. That's why I love teaching."
OUR TOWN: There is perhaps nothing in Augusta more fondly remembered than old restaurants. If you go to my blog "Our Town", we can discuss those great places we used to eat.
In particular, I miss the Town Tavern.
I'd be interested in what you have to say.
TODAY'S JOKE: Here's one shared by Bill Wood , of Hephzibah.
It seems a man and his wife were shopping in a local store. The man picks up a case of beer and places it in the shopping cart.
"What are you doing?" asked his wife.
He replied, "This is on sale. Ten dollars for 24 cans."
"Put it back, we can't afford it," she said.
A couple of aisles over, she picked up a $20 jar of face cream and places it in the cart.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"This is face cream; it will make me look better," she replied.
"So will the beer," he said, "and it's a lot cheaper."
His funeral is next week.
Reach Bill Kirby at (706) 823-3344 or firstname.lastname@example.org.