"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
What, Osama’s still at large?
What does that title even mean? Is the cat named Wednesday? Sure, why not? Let’s go with that. My son can’t believe I haven’t said anything about the F-22’s oxygen problems, or about the two whistleblower Raptor pilots who appeared on 60 Minutes last weekend. My first excuse comes easy: I know very little about […]
No, I haven’t turned into a teabagger. This is one of my periodic “bag” posts, a collection of links and short observations that by themselves wouldn’t get a post of their own. ——————– As a motorcycle rider, I’ve always thought there’s something wrong with law enforcement and the courts when it comes to cagers who […]
The outside lights are up, strung along the eaves on the front of our house. Polly and I put them up two weeks ago. But the tree? That’s a different story. Our old Martha Stewart Omniliving Holiday Tree® has become a Ghost of Christmas Past: threadbare (yes, artificial trees shed too), one entire section of […]
In an earlier post I mentioned making a determined effort to ride my bicycle more often. This morning I took my bike downtown for a 7:00AM ride with a local club, the Doodahs. This was my first Doodah ride, but it won’t be my last. By the way, the ride started at Maynard’s, a restaurant […]
Oh lord, is it that time already? First the AARP membership, then the Social Security, now Medicare. My 65th birthday is rapidly approaching, and with it the transition from Tricare (the military’s medical insurance plan for retirees) to Medicare. Last month I applied for a Medicare card from the Social Security office. Today I drove […]
Yesterday I bought new tires for my car at Costco and decided to wait while they mounted them. How hard could it be to kill an hour and a half in Costco? Pretty hard, it turned out. All that stuff! All of a sudden I found myself pushing one of those giant grocery carts and […]
I know, bloggage has been sparse this week; my mind was elsewhere. Where, you ask? Well, if I knew, I’d turn it into a blog post. On second thought, maybe I will! At least some of my brain cells have been occupied with Hash House Harrier business. A hasher wrote to demand I condemn two […]
Clearly, blog output has an inverse relationship to fun. What’s got my fun meter pegged? My first solo tour at the Pima Air & Space Museum, now less than 24 hours away. I’ve been cramming: memorizing facts about aircraft ancient and modern, deciding which planes to skip over and which to concentrate on, finding a […]