"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
Land o’ Goshen, the Associated Press Stylebook is officially ditching “Web site” for “website.” Maybe now the copy editors at The New Yorker will consider uncapping the “i” in “internet.” For years now, I’ve been tripping over The New Yorker’s insistence on capitalizing the “i” in internet. It offends me. Who decided “internet” is a […]
Over the past few weeks I’ve dug up and repaired my irrigation system, cut down brush, hauled away yard debris and a year’s worth of the kind of garbage the county won’t pick up and Goodwill doesn’t want, sprayed the weeds front and back, cleaned up the tool bench and work area in the garage, […]
Here’s another digest of book banning news from the USA (and Canada, where I thought they had better sense): The New Yorker on A Wrinkle in Time (including some interesting news about Philip Pullman’s Golden Compass movies, which I sincerely hope is not true). More on Philip Pullman and his new novel The Good Man […]
“When I began to write fiction that I knew would be published as science fiction, part of what I brought to it was the critical knowledge that science fiction was always about the period in which it was written. ‘1984’ is really about 1948. It can’t really be understood outside the historical context of 1948.” […]
Three photos from last night’s walk in downtown Tucson (click for larger): Left to right: Donna, Paul, & Schatzi at the start (Maynard’s Restaurant in the old train station) Paul, Donna (w/Schatzi), our friends Darrell & Sue at the Snake Bridge Crowd walking through the Tucson Presidio Last night’s run and walk marked the event’s […]
I laid a 3.5-mile trail for my hash house harrier club this morning. Donna and Schatzi joined the pack but cut about a mile off trail. It was enough for Schatzi — mid 80s, bright sunlight and no shade — and she was glad to be home. I don’t think she’s left that chair since.
Since I occasionally carry a weapon on long motorcycle trips, I decided I’d better get an Arizona concealed carry permit. I had a CCW permit before but foolishly allowed it to expire, which meant I had to take state-mandated training all over again to obtain a new permit. Never mind that Arizona’s on the verge […]
A local restaurant sponsors Monday evening walks and runs in downtown Tucson; so far Donna and I have been to five or six. We quite enjoy the route, which winds through three picturesque parts of Tucson, the 1930-ish downtown section, the hippie-infested university district, and the historical Mexican Presidio (Tucson was part of Mexico until […]