“MLP” is married to the guy who coached my college’s basketball team when I was in school, whom I remember mainly for being the only other guy in Jamestown who’d ever heard of Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes, much less being a fellow fan.

And her little sister is Katie “Yucky Salad” McCollow and their brother Bill, who are both two of the funniest bloggers in the Twin Cities (but you knew that, and most of you read them, hence they’ll be part of a future series called “Minnesota Blogs You Probably Are Reading”, which might just start any day now), and her other brother is Joe, who lived down the hall from me, and across the quad from this person in college…

…OK, I seem to have subreferenced myself into a corner.

Anyway – MLP writes “Casual Sundays with Mr. Curry“, which “does low-key and droll” the way little sister Katie does “side-splitting”.

It’s a lot of “family life” stuff – where “family” means a bunch of wryly-drawn kids and a bunch of siblings whose biography could be called “Seven Brides for Seven Itinerant Basketball Coaches…”

Oh, dear. Again, I’ve slipped down a long tangent.

Which is kinda how “Casual Sundays” rolls, anyway.

“I did four pages, no sweat,” [son] told me. “And at the end, we were supposed to come up with a metaphor for hope. I wrote ‘Hope is a fish; it breathes where there is no air.’.”

“Hey, that’s good.” I said, “Where did you get that?”

“I pulled it right outta my butt!”

My son, the poet.

Oh, there’s tons more.

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