Well, mostly travels anyway. This is really just an excuse to tell stories about places I’ve been or adventures I’ve experienced. I hope you find them entertaining.
What to do, what to do?
On a typical Monday afternoon I do a volunteer shift at a local animal shelter, showing cats for adoption or doing a bit of socialization with them if things are slow. But this past Monday I had a quandary.
“Oh come on, that picture can’t be real. It must be Photoshopped!”
You’ve probably heard that before from someone, or bouncing around between your ears. Some pictures seem too good to be true. But what if they come from a source you trust, and is it possible to change things around that much?
And what is this post really about?
Feeling a bit short on time? Not ready to read anything longer than a tweet? Is tl;dr your favorite acronym? This post may be for you.
Continue reading “Short Attention Span Theater”
The first snowflakes descended around 5:30 PM. I thought little of it; there wasn’t that much snow in the forecast, and by the time it amounted to anything everyone should home and snug. Little did we know.
Regular readers of this blog may have noticed I haven’t posted anything for the last month or so, veering away from my reliable once a week schedule. Perhaps they’ve even wondered why, or what could be up next in the queue.
* It was so cold, the politicians had their hands in their own pockets.
It was so cold in Beverly Hills even folks without Botox couldn’t move their faces.
November in the Pacific NW can be a lovely time – fall colors abound, the air smells of the fresh mulch of fallen leaves, and a mere hike around the neighborhood can be an adventure.
But it can also be wet. Soggy even. What can you do when it’s so gray and gloomy even the sky is crying?
Spring is Sprung
Fall is Fell
What the Hell
The gloom of the nearly denuded trees and the cement gray skies outside puts me in mind of this old bit of doggerel, but begs the question: is Fall Fell because the leaves all fell from the trees, or is it Fell in the more ominous context – i.e. one fell swoop?
You ever have one of those times when you can’t stop smiling?
Wandering through a graveyard, a sudden dizzy spell hit me. Was it the spirits of the place come to haunt me, or something else?
Continue reading “The Spirit Is Willing, But The Flesh Is Weak”