Crap.

sigh The Grey Menace just came upstairs to check on me, and dropped a packet of salt at my feet. She’s already forced me into a corner over The Socialist’s favorite eraser, one that he’s had for years and had planned on having many more. It disappeared from his desk, and he’s convinced he knows…

One of the few pictures I took that includes any portion of it. This was last February, during the snow storm that dumped over eighteen inches on my area. Picturesque it was not, though I suspect by the set of its trunk it had been a fine sapling. It didn’t fork, it didn’t kink, and…

Dr. Google is nobody’s friend. Just saying. Too much time on your hands, with limited mobility and little more than a remote control and a laptop within easy reach is a recipe for disaster. I’ve been reading up on medial malleolus fractures, and while it may not amount to much, they tend to be more…

KiwiKimi. EdStun. Shay41. All old friends. All show up together on the top ten list. DD was in it’s prime, and many wonderful writers sheltered in the virtual haven here. So many electrons – cast off to new atoms or disappeared entirely. The diaspora of friends and talent has spread across the webscape, but the…

Fiber optics are plastic lines that conduct light. They have a lot of practical uses, especially in the communications and computer industries. But they can also be used for decoration. In the past few years, trees lit with fiber optics seemed to pop out of nowhere. The prettiest ones (in my humble opinion) have the…

It’s always been my intention to write something for my journal every day. It doesn’t matter what it’s about, so long as it’s written. There have been periods of time when I’ve been able to accomplish that. There have been other periods of time when I fail to update on weekends, or because of illness,…