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Remember that time we went to the “Khyber Pass” and I found a whole lamb chop in the lamb curry? (Down among the neck bones … writing this was my major accomplishment of the day, superseding even cleaning out the … Continue reading
A cartoonist spent a day out today, wandering across two counties, scribbling in her notebook, taking pictures of random objects, eating in cafes, and shopping. There were many things to want and buy! Which of the following did she bring … Continue reading
Had an actual list of about a dozen things I needed to do today, written in my official maroon Important Note Taking Pen on the back of an old envelope. That’s a pure temptation to fate, so of course I … Continue reading
(The fiction project returns tomorrow. Today was, for reasons that will soon become apparent, not conducive to making things up. Truth is stranger than fiction.) Took a break from my usual routine today to get myself a big old wad … Continue reading
This may be another one of those topics which require a word of explanation for our younger readers. Back in olden times, when mammoths walked the earth and the internet was not invented, people used to pay for things by … Continue reading
Nothing can stop a writer from gathering research material on a project, even a long term project that has been running since the late 1970s and is almost certain to never see the light of day.I’ve been “working on” an … Continue reading
Day two of the Horrible Illness. Have progressed from All the Snot in the World to If I Cough One More Time My Brain is Going to Explode and Then There Won’t Be a Blog and You’ll Be Sorry Then, … Continue reading
Added three new Mold-A-Rama sculptures to the household collection yesterday, souvenirs from a trip to the Brookfield Zoo near Chicago: My life is now richer to the tune of a red mama and baby giraffe, a black gorilla of somber … Continue reading
At the advanced age of well over fifty, I am learning to text. I was doing so with a friend yesterday, bragging that the next time she saw me she would be awed by my texting “skillz” because I was … Continue reading