"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
We had a crowd last night for a pre-Christmas Eve fish fry. Here are a couple of photos: I know that shot’s poorly composed, but I wanted to show you our new flat screen TV . . . yes, one of these days I’ll get around to hiding the wires. Our cajun cook, Don (wearing the LSU shirt) […]
Have I mentioned that our Saturday morning bicycle group has a name? We’re the Trail Trash, so named because we almost always ride up and down Old Spanish Trail on the east side of Tucson. Mary Anne (left, below) is our leader . . . she founded the Trail Trash and came up with the name. […]
Oh, I’ve been waiting for these. You know how, whenever you participate in a big run or bike ride, professional photographers set up near the finish line? Well, at El Tour de Tucson they set up cameras at both ends: That’s the start. I’m in that gaggle, but even with a magnifying glass, I can’t be […]
Today’s our 42nd anniversary. Donna and I met 43 years ago, when she responded to a “carpoolers needed” notice I’d posted to the bulletin board at American River Junior College in Sacramento, California. We were freshmen, as dumb and young as they come. We’re not freshmen any more, or young. But we still see ourselves pretty much as […]
Thanksgiving. Yeah, it was almost like that. Except Donna and I aren’t that old (oh my God, are we?), and our guests weren’t flashing pod people grins. Our kids and grandkids were here, along with a few friends. Donna borrowed tables and chairs and we were all able to sit down together for soup, salad, […]
Savvy on-line shoppers probably know all about Amazon’s one-click ordering. If you fall into the slightly-less-than-savvy category, like me, let me warn you: one-click ordering means exactly what it says. I was about to go to the store to buy a Christmas present for my son and his family. Donna suggested I buy on-line instead: no crowds, […]
I predicted it would be a lost weekend, and so it was. I rode in a competitive event yesterday . . . although, to be sure, in a less than competitive manner . . . then rode again this morning, just for fun, with some hashing friends. Sore and tired? You bet. But it’s a good sore and tired! […]
I have to retract an earlier remark: I’m no longer the only member of my cycling group to sign up for El Tour de Tucson . . . my friend Darrell’s joining me for the 35-mile event tomorrow. Good, now there’s two of us who won’t get any sleep tonight! Why am I freaking over […]