Is it just me, or is the hometown paper making it seem as if Americans are getting dumber by the second? I couldn’t believe the story on shoppers totally flummoxed by a new design for a milk bottle, and on the front page, no less. (This in a country where adults have had no trouble adapting to diapers.) And then there was the “how to get a crisp crisp” embarrassment. I guess Dad was busy, but my mom’s Betty Crocker cookbook would have been happy to help. Use melted butter in a pie dough and you’re axing for trouble, too. I guess I should just be glad we were not subjected to a disquisition on slumps and grunts and other Panchito connections. Next up: Sherlock grills cheese.