It was time to shake up my routine. I decided to take a half-day off to do fun, unusual things my wife would also enjoy. We began by arriving for the Grand Opening ceremony of our little town’s Farmers Market. All the newspaper said was “9am Goat Parade” Continue reading
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Did you know the word “quiz” originally meant an odd person? That’s from the Oxford English Dictionary. In the days before the Internet I used to read dictionaries and reference indexes while in residence upon the porcelain throne. Some prefer magazines, I’m told. Continue reading
Like the weather in my region, I’m in a holding pattern. I haven’t felt the need to write much lately. I’m recharging my psychic batteries, reading, dreaming, and waiting for it to get warmer and dryer so I can enjoy more outdoor activities.
The Gun Control petition I reprinted yesterday went viral. It gathered more than 200,000 signatures in support, and the author, Staci Sarkin, will be going to Congress in person to present it.
There’s some current woo-woo about the world ending on December 21st, because that’s when the Mayan calendar “ends”. I wouldn’t put much stock in the prophetic abilities of the Mayans. They stopped calculating their calendar because they were too busy dealing with the invasion of the Spanish, and two centuries of drought, both of which decimated their culture, neither of which they saw coming. Continue reading
Our front deck is 35 years old. It’s been rained on often enough over the years to penetrate the paint and sealant and cause rot. We considered how to repair and replace it, and talked with local carpenters over the past two years. Continue reading
An important part of raising potential guide dogs is exposure to any kind of travel a blind person might undertake. People who live in northern Washington use ferries. Continue reading
My outfit took a turn toward spywear, an appropriate expression of my personality. I found an African metal object in my box of odd accessories, stuck it on the coat as a badge, and became a Victorian paranormal operative. Continue reading
Our guide dog puppy-in-training has made it to the halfway point. Continue reading
WordPress’ latest updates have somehow blocked my ability to comment on other people’s blogs, so although I would have preferred to pass this reaction on directly at http://becomingjennie.wordpress.com/ , I’ll have to do it here. Perhaps those of you who appreciate photography and design will enjoy this kind of analysis.
I don’t know Jennie personally, but the care and craft she puts into her highly confessional blog was instrumental in making me want to start writing again, after a 30-year pause. Her memoir “I Am Jennie” will be out July 10th. The book’s cover portrays her in a manner that says a lot to me. Have a look: Continue reading
Since you couldn’t be here with me, I’ll send you some things to smell. Continue reading
Having always been an odd boy, at different ages I sought identity among the punk enclaves where I lived. Continue reading
I’m encouraged. Our guide dog puppy in training is now five months old, a little older than the last one was at this point in the regimen, but she has retained her docile temperament. Continue reading