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Walking is peace! Better than coffee, better than a hot shower. Wonderful, absolute peace for 4.1 miles and 65 minutes. Dylan, in his stroller, is so calm and quiet. In the summer, we walk in the morning, with the grass still wet with night dew. …
Oh man! 24 minutes to spare, and I discover this weekend blogging thing is harder than I thought it would be. Here’s what I have for you: Lolita – beautifully written, intriguing and horrifically, disgustingly twisted. A train wreck. Spiderman 3 – ridiculous! Crack-my-ass-up, silly! …
Here I am, Saturday, with one hour and three minutes left in the day to post. Here I am posting 🙂 97 pages left of Lolita to read before tomorrow afternoon. Kelly said something along these lines, but I will say it again. It reminds …
While I have your attention: The 4th Street Writers Workshop is currently accepting submissions for new members. If you are serious about writing (fiction or nonfiction) and would like to join a workshop run in the traditional manner, please send a brief writing biography and …
Dear readers, I promise to do my best to be interesting and thoughtful. But let me apologize in advance, if in a brain-fart, I begin writing about what Dylan ate for lunch, or how long it’s been since I showered, or how I saved $9 …
I thought that was funny 😉 Well, it’s official. I’m signed up. I actually had something interesting and thoughtful to post today, but nope! I’m saving it! I’m saving every single thought, significant or not, that might possibly lead to a blog entry. Because Lord …
I just want to send a personal “thank you” out into the world, to the brilliant person who came up with The Backyardigans. Dylan actually sat down and watched eight whole minutes of the show, and I was able to make us a real lunch. …
The mommy wars have officially leeched into the daddy-world. You know what I mean – the working mom vs. stay at home mom, breastfeeding vs. formula-feeding, cry-it-out vs. no-cry. We thought they were judgments and bickers between ourselves, between moms. Wars hurting each other, but …
I have discovered something it seems the rest of the world already knows – that digital cameras are basically disposable cameras if they break. And mine is broken. It’s a small, but annoying problem – the shutter thing (?) does not open all the way …