Signs of Life

I knew things were moving along a little too well. Yuppers, folks. Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the walled, paved ex-garden, the floor falls out from beneath you … literally, in this case. Last night we had rain. It probably amounted to about an eighth of an inch of…

The date clearly says 14 Feb 2005 in the Entry Date fields, but the updated entry shows for 23 June 2005. I’m too tired to report the FUBAR to DD’s admin. I assume that so blatent a bug has already been called to his attention anyway.

Years ago I read “Tuesdays with Morrie”, Mitch Albom’s small book recording his final conversations with his old teacher and mentor, Morrie Schwartz, who was dying slowly from ALS. I later purchased “Morrie: In His Own Words” from a bargain book table, which contained Morrie’s own observations about the process of dying and how he…

I hadn’t realized how tricky keeping two diaries on DD was going to be. I’m trying to be careful about not posting to the two at simultaneous times. I doubt that any members of the virtual community I keep the diary for are spending much time reading any diaries other than our own, but there’s…

Don’t get me wrong. I love the new furniture. I love having new furniture. I am ecstatic about having something comfortable to sit on in the living room. But oh, how I mourn the loss of my computer cubby. Not that it was all that secluded from the rest of the room, but it was…

I suspect I truly have passed the line of addiction. OK. This one works. Which tarot card are you? I’d like to think this was true as well. Find out what kind of driver you are! Wha …? OK, I’m a little evil, but this? Which Chess Piece Are You?