Snow Day
The dogs took one look outside and decided the call of nature can wait. Now it’s a contest to see how long they can hold it.
"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
The dogs took one look outside and decided the call of nature can wait. Now it’s a contest to see how long they can hold it.
There’s only one thing to do on a day like this: cook chili and cornbread.
Rather than roll over and accept that some of our fellow humans, equipped with brains at least biologically similar to yours and mine, can smell smoke and think it means there’s an iceberg nearby, or listen to Trump’s third-grade schoolyard taunts and hear a fourth-dimensional chess master at work, I trust my own powers of observation.
I’m continually taken aback by how little I know about my own family, things my sisters all talk about but for whatever reason are revelations to me.
Tell you what, though, when you reach your 70s the hits come fast and hard. Be positive, Paul (I tell myself). And don’t let this blog become an ossuary.
Lois, my father’s second wife, died yesterday in Cape Girardeau, Missouri.
Whenever we take a road trip, by motorcycle or car or airplane, I post OTR (on the road) updates to social media. When we return, the entry is “OTR fini.” Donna and I, with our friend Mary Anne, drove to Las Vegas Tuesday for a departed friend’s memorial service, which was held on Wednesday. We […]
The shutdown? I got nuthin’. And if I did, who’d listen? Careful what you wish for, yadda yadda, but I’m kind of hoping it’ll be the FAA air traffic controllers who force the issue by stopping work en masse.