Of speeches, fishes, and Ethan Hawke

I'm nervous now. Or maybe the better word is anxious. It's only a minute and a half to two minutes, but I have to stand up in front of a group at a lunch in about a half hour and speechify. Nothing even really challenging, just a greeting, a thanks from my company, and an…

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Wherein much walking is undertaken

Rocky Mountain High So, I went to Colorado and had an amazing time hiking for a week in the Rocky Mountains. In July. It's taken me a few weeks, but better late than never, blah blah … here's the recounting of the trip and all of the purty (and not so purty) photos, plus a…

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I Mess with Texas, Part 20

The Mess With Texas Sign I haven't messed with Texas in a while, actually. Not that there's a dearth of stuff to mess with, but, eh. I haven't been motivated. Maybe I'm drugged by the ribs. Or maybe massive floods, dirty lakes, racist hotels, fraud trials, random shootings and evangelical freaks lack the sting of…

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Mom departs, Handymen arrive, Dog is intrigued. Film at 11.

So, the tile guys are here now. I say guys, because although – Francesco gave me the initial rundown and– Wayne de-grouted the old grout,– Derek and Shawn arrived to re-grout the thing. It takes a village, folks! Ciara, meanwhile, is fascinated: Mmmm … grout There has never been food in the bathroom, there will…

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Mom visits, Part 2

Snappy Man, Coney Island was hot yesterday. Not just hot but humid, sticky, oppressive and like a big foot sitting on your face. On the other hand: cotton candy and freaks! I saw a man put a drill bit in his nose! And afterwards, Mike took us to DiFara's for pizza, which took obscenely long…

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Mom visits, Part 1

On the amusing side, Mom waved at Jon Stewart approximately 8 seconds before he went on the air. And Jon waved back. On the Holy Crap side, the whole of my shower has to have the tiles removed, dried out and re-inserted then grouted. I shall be dirty (temporarily) and poor (less temporarily) following this…

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Not the King of Kong, that’s for sure

Or, even the queen of Kong Plus c'est la meme chose, plus ça change.I am a video game watcher, and not much of a player. I was always much happier watching someone who knew what he (or she, more rarely) was doing on a video game than playing it myself. Mike and I went to…

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