I like feeling the grass on my bare feet when I walk in the summer. I like feeling rain before I duck under cover. I like actually turning pages in a book. I love books…and I really appreciate holding a … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: January 2014
It’s raining this morning. That means that I’ll get to give my new thrift store Goretex a workout today…see if the reason someone donated it is that it leaks…and not just because it’s purple. I watched a show about … Continue reading
I remember sitting with some classmates in George Alexander’s Social Studies class when I was in the eighth grade. I don’t remember why we were all talking…maybe we’d finished our work, I don’t really remember. Maybe we were just talking. … Continue reading
I must be desperate to be entertained…or confused…or infuriated. I listened to talk radio again yesterday on the route. Maybe I just needed something to take my mind off the cold, I don’t really know….but for the 5 hours I … Continue reading
I get the temperature in the morning off my computer. I don’t mean that I feel the computer to check how cold it is in the room….I mean that I have a program on the computer that tells me how … Continue reading
Our daughter ran cross-country and track the year before she started high school. From what I could tell, she had a good time doing it. At that point in my postal career, I may have still been a relief driver…so … Continue reading
I sit in a used office chair that we bought down in Greenville while I write this blog. It’s a good chair…fully adjustable, goes up…goes down…probably goes sideways….leans back. This chair does it all. It will go where I tell … Continue reading
I don’t have a handle on reminiscing. If you aren’t always sprinting ahead into the future, at some point you’re going to have to catch your breath…and you might look back a little. Now, if you have something pleasant to … Continue reading
The Dodge Grand Caravan had a screw in the right front tire the other day. It was a slow leak, and I probably could have lived with it for a while. I have a compressor now at the house…so I … Continue reading
We have a four-year old who can be particular. He is the only four-year old I’ve ever met who can be “particular”. I’m kidding…aren’t they all particular? I think so. I’ve mentioned before that I get up early. It’s quiet … Continue reading