This post was written in 3B – three beers – and it looks good, eh? A week on a plane – sounds kind of like a terribly awesome Samuel L. Jackson movie. Fasten your seat belts because this month, it’s my… Read More ›
Rambling
C Our Age
Spoonful of Courage helps my typos go down. It’s funny how tiny pebbles, each about the weight of an Advil, can be combined and manipulated with other ingredients to create an impenetrable castle wall with the strength of an anvil. … Read More ›
Louvre it or Leave it
That’s hot. Often, pre-trip anticipation ranks right up there with the trip itself. Okay, looking forward to a vacation isn’t as cool as being there, but sometimes it is awfully close. One thing is for sure, the week before a holiday is… Read More ›
It’s Not Just a Hobbsy
If you post, they will come. My posts stretch further across the calendar, lately, and part of me hopes that at least some of you have noticed. You are my thirty-two, after all. I have certainly taken note because it… Read More ›
Between a Locke and a Hard Place
It’s the fourth of July and I am on the other side. I am no carpetbagger or scallywag, I am just a Yankee downhill from the divide. I am a long way from the fireworks and the distance makes the times… Read More ›
Seat A Perspective
Now that Lot is Bananas! I have talked about perspective before (PC Load Letter?, What is Love?, and Chance Encounter) – but where you may find it never ceases to amaze me. It hadn’t occurred to me, until yesterday, that… Read More ›
Twain Tables Up for Landing
Vanity, definitely my favorite sin. Post from a LOT Airlines napkin: When I have the displeasure of leaving this world, I at least want to leave a quote behind. Or maybe a witty saying. Quotes are awesome, and I want… Read More ›
Wiped Out: Tale of a Bad Mood Turned Right
“That’s where the guy who invented the windshield wipers lives,” we’d all say on our way to the T.O. Mall. I never saw the guy, assuming it was a guy who invented what now seems obvious: automated and opposing squeegees…. Read More ›
H2 Oh?
My Mama says that alligators are ornery because they got all them teeth and no toothbrush. The familiar smell of water can take you back to just about anywhere –but only if that locale has water with an odor. … Read More ›
Hanging With Newton
I’ve had a weird thought that has been nagging me to no-end lately. It isn’t a clear thought, like for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Rather, the thought is always a little hazy, like it needs… Read More ›
eternal Domnation 