"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
It’s creeping down the mountain toward us. Weather forecasters are hedging their bets. Maybe it’ll snow in Tucson, maybe not. I think it’s down about as far as it’ll get this year. I have plenty of time to observe the weather today. Donna and Polly are out shopping for paint, and normally I’d grab this […]
Last night I dreamed something was making noise just outside our front door. Thinking (in the dream) it might be a wild animal, I snuck up to the door and quickly threw it open. As it opened I saw something – a darkness in the darkness, human in size – just outside the door. It screamed […]
The Trail Trash drove to Phoenix yesterday to see the Titanic Artifact Exhibition at the Arizona Science Center. Which was eerie, sad, and fascinating. But was it the high point of the day? It was a high point, certainly. But so was being with friends. So was eating out with friends. And eat we did: […]
I know, who the hell wants to read about work . . . or write about it, for that matter? But I’m on the intra-hospital run for a month, shuttling patients between Tucson and Phoenix, and it’s been an interesting first week. It started with a homeless man who soiled himself at a rest area where […]
Our friend Darrell celebrated his 59th birthday with us last night. Here we are at the dining room table: So here’s to Darrell, and good friends! I’m feeling especially fond of Frank (2nd from left in the photo). Frank, like Donna and Mary Anne, is Italian-American. After tasting the sauce and polenta I cooked, he pronounced […]
We’re sending out the old year with leftovers, crappy movies on cable TV, and iced tea, hunkered down in our warm house. We probably won’t even stay up to midnight, and that’s okay with us. Maybe some New Year’s resolutions will come to us in our sleep tonight. Maybe not. There’ll be plenty of time to […]
. . . or gratitude, or something. Donna called me at work today, opening the conversation with “I did a dumb thing.” Whenever I say that, what I really mean is that I’ve done something urecoverably disastrous. My heart plunged. Donna’s dumb thing was to place a small bowl of Hershey’s Kisses on the coffee […]
Fresh photos from Christmas morning! Polly handing out presents. Donna won’t allow me to post photos of her with her morning face, so I cropped most of her out of these shots. Our friend Darrell, a member of our Trail Trash riding club, made this wrapping paper for us! Donna’s in the kitchen making Eggs […]