Sister Visits, Criticizes

One genotypical characteristic of us Kolloens is, apparently, a predeliction toward knee-jerk criticism. Thus, when I served my sister some cheese sauce to go with her sauteed vegetables last night, I was not surprised when she offered the constructive: "You screwed up that cheese sauce, Seth."

David still smarts from a bon mot my sister offered when he was gently testing the dating waters. The one-word description rhymed with "new sea."

The reason for her visit? A way station on her march to Karaoke night at the Red Hen, to which Jason, David and I accompanied her.

MVP of the night? Jason, for coming up with a brilliant joke which is unrepeatable, but also for holding high the banner of 7502 songsmanship, with a boisterous version of "Joy to the World" by Three Dog Night. Jeremiah was, indeed, a bullfrog. And they heard that declaration all the way over at Gregg's Greenlake Cycles.