Iron Major
You don’t have to be a literal major to be an iron one; it’s a matter of position and attitude.
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You don’t have to be a literal major to be an iron one; it’s a matter of position and attitude.
The library sent an email to remind us a book Donna borrowed is coming due. I told her I’d take it back when she’s done. I must have uttered the L-word, because Mister B jumped down from the couch and ran to the back door, which leads to the garage, wherein waits the truck and […]
It’s been a rough week for this Buffy fan, as actors and writers who worked on that and other Joss Whedon-produced shows come forward to accuse him of abuse and misconduct.
I must telegraph it somehow, because if I so much as think about going somewhere in the car, Mister B knows, and won’t let me out of his sight lest I sneak out without him. As I’m going to do this morning. I need groceries for dinner tonight, Safeway isn’t dog-friendly, and if I leave […]
Kudos to me for saving money for a change. Which I promptly spent on other goodies from Amazon.
Happily, users can change their Twitter handles as often as they like. I have the sense my coup d’nom won’t last long.
Donna and I celebrated New Year’s Eve with dinner and a movie: I grilled steaks, which we ate on trays while watching Harrison Ford chew up the scenery in Air Force One.