All the while I was wasting so much time engrossed with Volume Eight of Our Wonder World, I had in the back of my brain something I’d read a long time ago. I could paraphrase it well enough, but that wasn’t good enough. And then… “He welcomed the story as an old and dear friend.”
My extensive research– going back to Webster’s Elementary-School Dictionary, 1925 edition– suggests that ‘patron’ and ‘customer’ are synonyms. But as the kids say, “Whatevs.” No homeless allowed. Though technically this sign could be interpreted as “No shoppers who do not purchase anything allowed,” right? There are an estimated 400 unsanctioned tent encampments in Seattle. What, exactly,
I’ve just been informed that the pumpkin pie is not done. Ten more minutes or so. And then the crust for the cherry cheese pie will go into the oven. Have I mentioned Pie Brunch™? This is a truly excellent idea thunk up by some smart friends of ours. As you know, copious amounts of
As come across on Whidbley Island, Washington USA
It’s quite stunning.
Species from the genus Horsetails. The only extant genus in the class Equisetopsida. Kingdom. Order. Phylum. Genus. Species. There are about 20 species in this genus. According to that infallible source, this species’ common name is Rough Horsetail. Equisetopsida reproduce not by seeds, but by spores. That’s correct. A seedless plant. A living fossil. There was
The giveaways: Top photo: That’s not my leather sack; it’s my new water repellent nylon/polyester pack in front of my new water repellent long puffy coat. Bottom photo: That’s not the Mississippi Gulf Coast; it’s the Pacific Ocean. Other than that, it’s Halloween night in a small town with very little wifi, lots of rain
Blue = CCW permit reciprocity with Mississippi; Red = states that do not recognize the US constitution So I see today– at least this part of today– we are going to talk about being armed. I’ve been thinking about that very thing the last few days. Not because of Pittsburgh, though. Turns out one cannot
I do! Really, I do. I have a few minutes among the returning from travel day to the preparing for the next tailgate days to the preparing to travel days to just sit and think. Here are a few random thoughts, which technically speaking are not all that random as they are all mine. I
I get the sentiment. The gulf coast is a lovely location for a wedding. The sand is firm, the water is blue, there’s a breeze. But. There are spectators from conferences. Makes the whole spectacle sort of sacreligous.
its a lovely setting. If I wanted to, i could choose to go down to the beach this evening and see the bioluminescence in the tide. I’m not going to do that because I’ve done that and I’m tired, but I could if I wanted. Many people at the conference will. and I’m in my
Not long ago Kat was talking about divesting environments– putting a little more Android in her life. We have a house guest. I thought the quickest way to give him the password to our AT&T FWI was just take a pic of the info on the side of the router and text it to him.
I noted that I hate casinos– and SueK responded that they are pretty easy to avoid. That’s true, unless your in-laws have invited to to spend the weekend at a casino. Mr. Big Food’s Father & Mr. Big Food’s Mother celebrated 60 years of wedded bliss this past weekend. As they frequently do, they invited
g Good night.
At least They said “please.”
I was thinking of you just the other day! In my little experiment to discover if I wanted to become more dedicated to posting, I randomly looked through the “Big Dawgs Jawing” category and came upon this from five years ago. It’s that post of yours that made Rocky famous, remember? So today when I
Coming up in a day or two.
Red Rocks, a major rock climbing destination just north of Las Vegas, is spectacular. Unfortunately, the morning our pal Bill— an amateur climber of some fame— drove us out, it was raining. Go figure. This was not the first— that would be snow in Savannah, remember?— nor would it be the last— stay tuned!—of the
Though those acquainted with White Castle– Chateau Blanc– & The 12 Cranial Nerves will get the joke. Vegas is disgusting. But we had a good time. Mostly on account of the fact that our Vegal interactions were peripheral to Vegas itself.
San Antonio was not what I expected. This was not San Antonio’s fault. It was mine. Had I done more research— which is to say any— I would have discovered that SA purposefully turned itself into a convention center. God, there were a lot of people. Everywhere. I was expecting a Texas version of Savanah,