In the latest edition of Mental_floss magazine, daughter Caitlin, who lives in Brooklyn, explores, among other things, the subject of apophenia, a phenomenon, which, as Caitlin writes, makes humans “hardwired to recognize faces, which is why we see deities in grilled cheese and Abraham Lincoln side-saddling a show pony in passing clouds.”
Although apophenia puts the heads of some too far out in the clouds, so to speak, it’s also, Caitlin writes, “a handy evolutionary tool, since our survival depends on recognizing other members of our species, and our family, from a very young age.”
Frosty morning brings down final curtain
There’s nothing like a little sunshine and blue sky to make those autumn colors pop. But if you haven’t had a good look yet, today’s the day. Sunday morning’s hard frost has the leaves dropping like Christmas tree needles on New Year’s Day
The complete absence of wind Sunday morning allowed the falling leave to fly naturally to the ground. For those of us perched in our tree stand before dawn, it was an entertaining show.
Dandelions? In OCTOBER?
As if it weren’t weird enough that my lawn is still about as green as it was in June, while mowing Friday I spotted a few dandelions sprouting from beneath the autumn leaves.
It’s been a strange year.
What’s in your wallet?
Have you been paying attention to the credit card wars?
My wife is all over it. Wooed by the offers from other card companies, she dumped VISA like a jug of sour milk and signed up for a Citi Master Card and American Express.
The Citi card (with no annual fee) pays 2-percent cash back on everything you buy. The American Express pays 6 percent back on groceries and 3 percent back on gas. It requires a $75 annual fee, but if you buy $100 worth of groceries per month (a lot of ramen noodles, eh?), that’s $72 right there.
As with everything, it pays to shop around for credit cards.
Game Three of the Tigers-Orioles series … Tigers down two games to none in the best-of-five series …
The stunned silence following the two-run homer by the Orioles’ Nelson Cruz was still hanging in the air over Comerica Park when my phone rang. It was my neighbor. Given the timing - around 6 p.m. on the fifth day of the Michigan archery deer season - I had a pretty good inkling about the reason for the call.
"Did you stick one?," I asked, skipping the greeting.
"Yeah," he said. "A nice buck. Are you busy?
As much as I hated to leave my TV, there was really only one answer to Jerry’s question: “I’ll be right over.”
Read my Michigander column by clicking on the archer.