The Torture Report
Americans who look like me torture.
Thursday Bag o’ Rage
I feel like we’re slipping back to the 1960s; I meant it when I said I can see Donna and I packing clothing and food for freedom riders again, just as we did in 1964.
Getting There
This photo of Donna and me was taken 49 years ago today. We were at my folks’ apartment in Wiesbaden, Germany, where we had just come after getting married by a German justice in a civil ceremony at the city courthouse. A lot of things have happened since, but we’re still in love and together, and that’s something. I’m […]
Family Thanksgiving Photoblog
Donna and I spent most of Thanksgiving week in Las Vegas, Nevada, visiting our son Gregory, daughter-in-law Beth, and grandson Quentin. Taylor, our granddaughter, stayed in Seattle for the holiday so we didn’t get to see her this trip, but our daughter Polly and her boyfriend David drove up from Ajo, Arizona, so we were […]
The Land of Curdled Milk & Honey
Sometimes I wonder what it’s like on Conserva-Earth, where this nasty woman lives. Do young couples elope because they hate each other? Does the water smell vaguely of urine? Are surfaces coated with a thin layer of grime? Does everyone carry? Are pimples considered marks of beauty? Who are their role models? The Walton family? […]
Light Bloggage Mode
Donna and I are driving to Las Vegas tomorrow to spend Thanksgiving with our son Gregory and daughter in law Beth. And our grandson Quentin, of course. Not sure whether or not our granddaughter Taylor will fly down from Seattle; guess we’ll find out soon enough. Our daughter Polly and her boyfriend Hank should be […]
‘Ello, ‘Ello
So now I’m on Ello too. And my wife says I’m not social. Let’s see: there’s Facebook, my own blogs (which number three, not counting the embroidery blog I set up for Donna), the Daily Kos diary page, Twitter, Google+, Flickr, and a Tumblr. I think at one point I had a LiveJournal account … oh, yeah, and […]
Disaster Put Back to Rights
Not to make a mountain out of a molehill, but: For my birthday, our son gave me a stereo helmet headset. It looked like it’d be super-easy to install, so I pulled the cheek pads out of the expensive Arai helmet … the one helmet that fits me perfectly … and put them in. The padding on the earpieces was too […]