When we made the transition from “buyer” to “owner“, the previous owners turned the power off at the property we just bought. That makes all the sense in the world. I wouldn’t want to pay someone else’s power bill….although it … Continue reading
Yearly Archives: 2014
I am enjoying the heck out of Mingo Fishtrap….and I don’t even have to write anything this morning. Their music speaks for itself. Check out this band. … Continue reading
I can hear the sounds of outside from where I sit in the morning to write this blog. Maybe some cicadas….maybe some peepers….the funky cry of an opossum (?….maybe a raccoon?) ….the rooster…. It sounds like it’s going to make … Continue reading
Oh….I overslept. I overslept by a lot….like an hour and a half. I’m late….the clock and the battery-powered measurer on my wrist tell me that I am behind the place I should be. I am wrong, somehow. But it’s really … Continue reading
It must be a sign of the new apocalypse when I get set to start writing another morning’s worth of blog and I realize that I have no new spam from a French pornographer in my comments…..no offers to buy cheap … Continue reading
We went to Washington DC for a quick family vacation last week. That’s a beautiful place….at least the places we let ourselves see. I suppose that there are some rough areas in the city….but we just went to the museums … Continue reading
We dropped our daughter off at school yesterday. Of course, when it’s only a 45 minute drive up the road, it’s not as traumatic as if we put her on a boat to China. But anyplace “out of the house” … Continue reading
I’m Norwegian. I thought that I’d write something about Norway this morning. I’ve never been to Norway…and I don’t speak the language. I don’t know why I can even claim to be Norwegian. It’s an accident of birth that I … Continue reading
Robin Williams died while we were on vacation. What the heck. Sometimes, you take for granted the people who have been around forever. It’s been a long time since I first laughed at Mork. I had a long time to … Continue reading
Jenny and I were in a small town in Georgia before we had children, and we asked a lady passing by if there were any thrift shops in town. This lady looked at us curiously for a second, and then … Continue reading