"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
What’s going on in my life
Some couples start fighting the moment they sit down in a car together. Donna and I are lucky; we get along better in a car than almost anywhere else, and we’ve always loved driving cross-country together. We’d been considering taking a trip for our 50th anniversary (which is coming up this December), and it just […]
During our recent road trip to California and the Pacific Northwest, Donna and I spent a couple of days with our niece Rebecca in Bremerton, Washington. While there, we visited The Museum of Flight at Boeing Field in Seattle. To me, any visit to an air museum is special, but this visit was extra-special. My oldest friend, […]
I know, let’s start Monday off with a mixed bag of bloggage and unconnected thoughts. In a previous post I mentioned driving through Phoenix on Interstate 10. We knew about the I-10 shooter, of course, and had actually considered changing our route through town, but then there was a shooting on the other freeway, I-17, so we said […]
Any minute now. For reals. We’re back from a two-week road trip, during which I neglected the hell out of this little blog. But never fear, I gathered material for a couple of Air-Minded posts, not to mention a future post recounting our adventures. I’ll get cracking as soon as I catch up with all the other […]
I’m going to put a few freeway miles on the new truck this morning. The one-year-old but new-to-us truck, that is. The original tires didn’t have a lot of tread left so we had new ones put on. Before the new tires, the alignment seemed off: there was a very slight pull to the right. […]
A friend passed along a link to a New York Times opinion column on the discrepancy between our feelings about the killing of people and the killing of animals. One line jumped out at me: “Animals are not stained by original sin.”
I’m starting work on a memoir-like writing project, so posting here at Paul’s Thing (and on Facebook and Twitter) may become even more spotty and random than it already is. Just saying. In the meantime, a couple of domestic updates: The floor of the cabinet beneath the kitchen sink was rotted, so Donna and Polly ripped it out. […]
In an Air Force pilot’s career there are few tasks harder and more frustrating than trying to figure out how and why a fellow pilot crashed, especially when he or she is so inconsiderate as to die in the crash and either disappear completely or leave very few clues behind that would help others figure out what happened.