Yes, Karin, I do have 972 blogs.
The Internet called me recently and asked if I’d start a blog of haikus for IT guys. I figured, why not? I’m not that busy.
Phew… the Internet is a demanding master. When we meetup each day, it’s always asking me to look over here, click this link, read this [...]
My life is decidely different than it was a year ago, 3 years ago or 7 years ago. Colin and I move around and like to keep things interesting. Our latest additions to the household have definitely redefined the meaning of “interesting.” And exhausting.
So as a sweet little surprise for my birthday, Colin called in [...]
My sudden craving for Worcestershire sauce-and-butter- encrusted cereal is a hint about my heritage. Maybe in techno-America, the idea of “heritage” is almost obsolete, except that it isn’t. My iPhone 3G will be nostalgia in a year or two, so hearkening back to the “old days” of baking Chex Mix with my sisters for the [...]
I am not sure what I am supposed to say anymore. I feel guarded, though what I am guarding isn’t tangible.
The woman at the food pantry was so frustrated. She didn’t have anything kind to say. She didn’t know me and she still yelled at me.
The happiest moment was still in the snow, the two [...]
“So tell me your dream
Lay your head on my pillow
Tell me the things that you hide away
Your pain
Your pleasure
Your sorrow
Tell me the things that you hide away
Your pain your pleasure your sorrow.”
–Blue Rodeo
If you are looking for the less fortunate, you can find them waiting in long lines outside the St Charles rescue mission on [...]
This will be the Year Without Jack-o-Lanterns.
For religious reasons (not our own), Colin and I will be taking a hiatus from Halloween this year.
“If [we] believe fully in the omnipotence of God, then concern about witches, ghosts and goblins, and things that go bump in the night, is misplaced. It is God alone [...]
I took this photo in May of 2007, which of course seems like about two weeks ago. We’ve been in this small state for almost two and half years and I see how time gets compressed–I’ve erased the afternoons and the mornings and the evenings and all that remains is the back and forth motion [...]
On the road, in a car, weaving through the hills, we listened alternately to the sound of radio palpitating, or the body sounds the car spewed coughs or chuckles, the careening of hot tires communing with pavement.
That tree flying is a Norway maple, twisting toward the sunlight– just the same as the one, still and [...]
What people think when they read this, if they read this, if they are not me, has no relevance.
This is not written to tell a story about who I am. It is written to tell a story about the possibilities of humanity, and how people filter existence, from moment to moment. We all write our [...]
As the result of a good friend transferring overseas indefinitely, we are now the proud–if temporary– parents of a beautiful and wonderful dog named Kiyomi.
If you are wondering what “Kiyomi” means, well, I am sure I asked her owner once, but had long-forgotten, so I had to Google it to find out. A Japanese citrus [...]
Since the recent addition to our life, every single flat surface has been overtaken with objects foreign, plastic and otherwise unnecessary to the progression of life as we’d known it.
Or so I thought. However, small packages come with many bizarre and seemingly useless accessories, not the least of which are naked, anatomically-incorrect bald babies with [...]
… sounds like love and sounds like a long time and sounds like the pause button sticking. It sounds like fear of a day never ending. All the tiny beads falling sound like my inabilities laughing at me.
It sounds like all the projects gone wrong, and all the imagined friends wandering away. It sounds like [...]
The admin in the English Department thinks I am too hard on my students, I can tell by the look on her face.
I posted a note on mailbox that it is “Closed for portfolio submissions.” This implies, of course, that I haven’t received all of them, and that some of the students (the ones I [...]
… has nothing to do with $$$, and never has, although travel always requires work, which requires money in exchange for goods and services.
… spent 3 years in London, and very much likes the Idea of British.
… is sometimes melancholy, and loves thick lyrics that make me want to sing along.
… eats frozen pizzas alone [...]
“You can’t imagine how much a dead man weighs.”
- What the grandfather of Gabriel Garcia Marquez often told him.
Quoted from “A Writer’s Almanac”, March 6, 2009.
I’ve gotten quite taken with the sound of Garrison Keillor’s voice on my Honda Fit speakers.
His Lake Wobegone days are too sentimental for me most of the [...]
