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“When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.” -Penny Ward Moser Yes the bills got paid last night. At least, most of them did. I’m holding off on paying my renter’s insurance until I…

I have a cheap, magnet-backed mirror in my office, affixed to the hanging credenza situated behind my desk. Below it are arranged the following tiles: look here see behind the glass seek a beauty that lies beneath that which the blind eye sees Take a box of jigsaw puzzle pieces. Sort through the box, find…

So, did I mention I have my camera talking to my computer talking to the photo-software again? The only problem is that the software doesn’t recognize some old photos I had taken previously and stored on it. I strongly suspect that I restored with a back-up version the software itself created, and not with the…

So here I am, on the second floor at my computer, by the window. I am watching one of my neighbors from across the way. I’ve been spying on her for two days. Right now she is hauling a fairly sizable piece of furniture across the lawn and through the trees. It looks like a…

I have heretofore liked to think that I’m a big proponent of “I may not like what you have to say, but I’ll defend to my death your right to say it”. Recently I’ve been given cause to think more deeply about that sentiment. Do I defend to the death your right to make religious,…

Nothing like another birthday to get a person all maudlin and introspective. Year sixty-one wasn’t too bad. The world only outright tried to kill me once with that heart attack last August, although the broken ankle in March might have been another half-hearted attempt by the fates. Calculating all the near misses in my life…