We’ve Come a Long Way, Baby

I’ve been listening to a lot of PRI radio these days. I go through phases of it. Eventually I get tired of listening to music radio, especially when none of the recent new releases grab my attention, and I’ll drift over to Terry Gross and Todd Mundt and Marty Moss-Coane. Then the time will come…

Hopefully you’re getting your notify now, MRG.

I’m familiar with this feeling of unreality, which is oxymoronic if you bother to think about it. If you’re familiar with something, then it shouldn’t be unreal. Yet here I am, bisected by a Looking Glass that neither allows me full admittance to Wonderland nor releases me and lets me return to normalcy. (In this…

Fooey. I made the mistake I’ve told so many others not to do. I typed my entry directly into the entry box, instead of first typing it in Word and then copy/pasting it into DearDiary. I suspect you have already guessed the result of that ill-begotten attempt to update my diary. The site went down,…

Quarter to ten. The Professor is still abed. I opened the blinds in the bedroom to the window over the dresser, and the Warrior Princess now lies on top of the dresser, basking and generally being Queen (or at least, Princess) of all she surveys. The Clueless Wonder has received breakfast and is now curled…

This is CW as he looks right now. He’s been sleeping like that for over an hour and a half. It looks terribly uncomfortable, as if he’s about to slide off the back of the love seat. I don’t want to disturb him by pushing his hind legs back on top though.