Tuesday’s Bulletin Board included a note from Your Late Night Lady: Show “All of the answers are on the next page.” We presently heard from Walt of Wayzata: “Some advice to Your Late Night Lady: “There’s a website called ‘Rex Parker Does the NYT Crossword Puzzle.’ He has the solution every day — back to September 25, 2006. [Bulletin Board notes: And not just the solution, either. He has daily dissertations on the New York Times Crossword Puzzle. One of the most astonishing websites we’ve yet seen! It’s at http://rexwordpuzzle.blogspot.com.] “Of course, I would never resort to peeking, to figure out some answer I don’t know.” Today’s helpful hint From Grandma Pat, “formerly of rural Roberts”: “The World War II Guy and I have started to address the overseas Christmas cards. “He just finished writing a note, in Italian, to Zia Ida, his 101-year-old aunt. She lives in the mountain village of Pretare, where, for many years, she has walked up and down the stone roads carrying all sorts of loads, including kettles of her homemade minestrone for anyone in the village who was ill. “She starts each day with a cup of cappuccino with cognac in it. This might be a key to longevity. It’s worth a try.” ‘Tis the season! Ghoti’s Mom of Roseville: “For more years than I can remember, I have filled large balloons with as much water as I can squeeze into them and set them out on our deck until they were almost frozen solid. (Bitterly cold weather was a wonderful contributor to this project.) When they were ready, I brought them in, popped off the balloon, chopped out a small hole on the top surface to expose the remaining liquid water. Then I tipped the ball over, drained it out and returned this ice ball to the deck. Eventually I had many of these ice balls, and on Christmas Eve I inserted a lit candle into the balls and had a fabulous display on my deck. “As the years progressed, I moved from real lit candles to battery-operated votives, with great success. I no longer had to extinguish the candles, but just let the batteries die down. “More recently I found battery-operated votives that had built-in timers. Voila, a perfect display. “What I had failed to take into consideration, in this continuing project, is the fact that we have not stayed home on Christmas Eve for many years. These beautiful displays have been wasted on the open ground around our home. No one could see them. They just flickered and died without anyone to appreciate their beauty. “Once again this year, taking advantage of this marvelous, bitterly cold winter, I started to make my ice balls. I did this fully aware that there would be no one to appreciate them. I have several ice balls ready for light. “Today, it occurred to me that this was a ridiculous waste of both time and effort, so I told my beloved that I was discontinuing this, immediately. I have finally grown up! “Is there anyone out there in BB land who wants a couple of ice balls?” Know thyself! Anne Nonny Mouse: “To BB (and The Bitter and Disgruntled Guy from Andover): “I love the holidays, love all the traditions … with the exception of ONE. “I love winter outdoor activities, with the exception of TWO: ice fishing and cutting down our own Christmas tree. “When we were first married, hubby was insistent that we should cut down our own Christmas tree. We continued that tradition for years and years. If you haven’t cut down your own Christmas tree, let me fill you in: It is the COLDEST ACTIVITY NEXT TO ICE FISHING. My favorite part about Chevy Chase’s ‘Christmas Vacation’ is when they are out cutting down the tree, slogging through knee-high drifts of snow, and Ellen says: ‘Clark, Audrey has lost all feeling from the waist down.’ I felt your pain, Audrey — but I kept it to myself on our tree-finding trips so as to not appear Grinch-like. “One year we went to a tree farm (where we walked and walked and walked…), and every tree had a double trunk — a strange anomaly, and pretty hard to get in a tree stand. We moved on to another tree farm (where we walked and walked and walked…), and everything had been already cut down (stump farm) except for itty-bitty Charlie Brown trees. It was like visiting the site of a beaver dam. “We ended up at Michaels crafts, where they had a Christmas tree lot. (Ho-ho-ho, I feel my jolly coming back!) We found a gorgeous tree in pretty short order. “A few years later, hubby decided it was getting pretty expen$ive to buy the very large Christmas trees he was drawn to, and maybe we should consider an artificial tree. (The ‘Hallelujah Chorus’ resounded in my head at this!) “For the past few years, we have said: ‘It’s time to go get the Christmas tree.’ We go down to the basement and bring up the box. This tradition makes me warm and fuzzy because, baby, it’s cold outside.” Our theater of seasons Booklady: “Subject: Signs of the season. “Saturday began with shoveling my little car out of the part of the driveway that hadn’t been plowed. (Note to BBers: Kitty litter really does work!) The car thermometer read -20 as I headed to the Spooner library, and by the time I entered town, it had risen to a magnificent -14! I had to gas up the car, so my route took me from the station past the Palace Theater, where the marquee read: ” ‘Frozen ” ‘Catching Fire’ “I felt ready for the heat. “As a footnote, as if that hadn’t been enough, one of the lovingly decorated trees in the library crashed to the floor as a leg of the stand gave way. Don’t ever tell me working in a library is boring!” Joy of Juxtaposition Or: Could be verse! (responsorial) Writes luv.mom: “A few days before Thanksgiving, I was walking along Ford Parkway near Fairview and noticed one of those sidewalk poems. It was clever, and since it was a bit too long to memorize, I phoned my husband and dictated it to him, and he wrote it down. “It was the poem about hockey by Louie DiSanto of St. Paul, printed in BB on Saturday, 12/7/2013. I wanted it because a friend is very depressed right now, and since she loved playing hockey as a kid, I thought she would like the poem. I sent it to her with a Thanksgiving card. She liked it. Thanks, Louie.” Darnedest things WARNING! Cute kid story ahead, from Daycare Mom of Shoreview: “My son woke up recently to the sight of my 3-year-old granddaughter standing over him with a toilet plunger. ‘Don’t worry, Daddy,’ she said. ‘It won’t hurt.’ “What she had planned, we will never know.” Band Name of the Day: The Ice Balls Website of the Day, separately recommended by Diana J. and Double Bogey Mike: “Joy to the World” (United States Air Force Band flash mob, National Air & Space Museum, 12/5/2013), at http://tinyurl.com/USAF-mob Who is Rex Parker?Michael Sharp is a well-known blogger and New York Times crossword puzzle solver. He was born in Indiana on August 26, 1952 and grew up in Fresno, California. In the world of crossword enthusiasts, he is better known as Rex Parker.
How do I get the New York Times crossword for free?The New York Times Crossword Puzzle can be played at nytimes.com/games, on the The New York Times Crossword app (iOS and Android), and on The New York Times News app (iOS and Android).
What day of the week is the hardest NY Times crossword?The Saturday crossword is actually the hardest puzzle of the week. Mondays have the most straightforward clues and Saturday clues are the hardest, or involve the most wordplay. Contrary to popular belief, the Sunday puzzles are midweek difficulty, not the hardest.
Can I print the NY Times crossword puzzle?Open the puzzle on the main Games page and locate the “Print” button in the upper right-hand corner. This button will also appear when the puzzle is open.
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