Crouching Like an Owl

There is something called "owling." I guess you already knew about it. I saw a passing reference to it on "gawker" today. According to The Washington Post (!) it involves "crouching like an owl." I feel so tired. But that reminds me of some other dull, meaningless non-events from the newspaper I need to tell you about. Yesterday, for example, there was a Verlyn Klinkenborg piece in the New York Times with the alarming title "Trapped in a Tapestry of Ice and Fire." All I could think was that something terrible had happened on Verlyn Klinkenborg's farm, because Verlyn Klinkenborg is this guy who writes articles about leaves changing colors on his farm and that is all he does and then they put it in the New York Times. But this time he was writing about reading the books on which GAME OF THRONES is based. I guess he got tired of watching the leaves change colors. Here is a sentence by Verlyn Klinkenborg in which he tries to describe the story: "Some call it a potboiler full of cliffhanger soup." Well, I have to say that I don't believe anybody has ever called anything that.