It’s funny how certain things stick with you even when they probably shouldn’t. Small insignificant events can nag at your brain and you have to wonder, why? It was Wednesday morning. My commute was all but over with just… Read More ›
life
Where We’re Going, We Don’t Need Roads
The moments with our parents, and their siblings, become even more important the older we get. It’s not so much the wisdom they impart, or the stories they share, it’s the time we get to spend together knowing the ticks… Read More ›
Life is a Holiday
Vacation. What does it mean to you? If you break it down, and no this is not a snooty Latin exercise (which we all know would be ‘acation-vay’), you have ‘vacate’ and ‘tion.’ Maybe ‘tion’ is pronounced ‘shun.’ Vacate and… Read More ›
I’ll Toast to That: Toast (Nigel Slater)
I loved this book. I loved it so much that I took my time reading it. There were nights I said to meself, “that is enough for now, save some for tomorrow.” I’d set it down on my… Read More ›
The Kreativ Blogger and Versatile Blogger Awards
There is a whole lot of awards going on, and lucky for me I can join the ranks though a very kind, and unexpected, nomination for The Kreativ Blogger and The Versatile Blogger awards. The friendly tip of the cap… Read More ›
Conflicted Opinion: What is the What (Dave Eggers)
I must have been about eight or nine when I ate too many cinnamon cheerios and up-chucked all over the back of my Mom’s blue and white van. The manufacture and production of that cereal had to be the handy work of the devil; even if… Read More ›
Snow Way Out
Snow Way Out (photo:eD) Snow, snow, go away Please come back another day Maybe come back on Monday So I can say no to work that day I hummed this sweat little tune to myself on Saturday night. I’m now… Read More ›
Muddy the Waters
I’m afraid that, more often than not, there is simply no answer to the questions that break curiosity and surface in my conscious mind. This is particulary true when life throws one of its curve balls: so damn perdictable, so… Read More ›
Booty Traps?
You mean booby traps? That’s what I said, booby traps! God! These guys! I often write and think about “perspective” but I have never really tried to define it. You can’t touch or feel it (not an absolute statement, actually… Read More ›
Tanks Giving
It’s been a week since I set the alarms to put the Turkeys in the ovens (two alarms, three Turkeys, and two ovens). Instead of ranting about jet-lag, crowded trains, and the return to work letdown, I thought I’d re-post… Read More ›
eternal Domnation 