Give me credit: I smelled the vegemite. Let’s start slow with this, eh?

Thank-you.

Take the title any way you wish. The people seated in the rows immediately adjacent to my seat on the plane must have all been decent, God-fearing people, because whatever lord they prayed to protected them from danger last Tuesday afternoon. I ran out of highly combustible gases shortly before they would have made me…

I include this brief update because I know there is inherent humor in it, though I myself shall have to wait for the passage of time to find it. Sunday, I purchased Jelly Belly jelly beans. They were sugar-free, and fit right in with my diet. They’re also quite good. You’d never know they weren’t…

Crud. I’ve been looking forward to SciFi channel’s dramatization of Earthsea since I first heard about it last summer. I can’t say I was following the production news that closely, but I assumed that even a typical SciFi station screw up would result in at least a watchable version of the books. Apparently I’m wrong….

Pardon the near miss on the vernacular, but I could not fracking believe the seats I had for the Dar Williams concert last night. Ninth row from the front, just off the left aisle of center, and the people who were supposed to sit in front of me never showed up! I have never been…

Weekend. Time to catch-up, recuperate, plan and fret simultaneously. Hectic as things can get, I never find myself looking forward to Monday, though. I got my hair done this morning, some finances worked out this afternoon, The Socialist’s Christmas presents finished off, and some messing around accomplished on the computer. Last August I purchased tickets…

My parents were forged in the crucible of the Great Depression and tempered by a quenching in World War II. It gave them the strength of steel, and it made them unable to yield. My father was a sheathed sword. He did his most important work by simply being there, a presence to be reckoned…

Today begins my slightly delayed two-day weekend. I feel off-kilter. Saturday turned out to be a relatively light day at work, and I was only called out of my office three times. I caught up on my filing, got a few pesky low-priority things taken care of, and strung the lights on my office for…

Quiet ChristmasI’m dreaming of a quiet ChristmasJust like the ones I used to knowWhere the radio is onBut we don’t listenTo hear carols about snow. I’m dreaming of a quiet ChristmasPlease let retailers see the light.May your days be merry and bright!And to all a very Silent Night. What can I say? Yeah, it’s post-Thanksgiving…