Popeye Would Approve

For the first time this century, I’m struggling with what to call the New Year. 2010.  Is it two-thousand-ten or twenty-ten? Personally, I’m leaning towards the former.  Every other year of the past decade has been called two-thousand-fill-in-the-appropriate-number.  So maybe it’s just a force of habit.  When 2000 rolled around, nobody called it twenty-zero-zero orContinue reading “Popeye Would Approve”