Googling Spring

Spring may actually be coming. I know the year is young, and the mild spell we’re experiencing now is simply lulling me into a sense of false primavera. But it feels good to go out in a light jacket and not have my body’s core heat immediately sucked out of me. It feels good to…

I want ice cream.

Working hard. Hardly working. I’m not entirely sure how both can be simultaneously true, but then I love a good oxymoron. Today is a jumbo shrimp kind of day. Yesterday’s seminars went well. Free breakfast was a bust, and the boxed lunches they provided failed to excite as well. Still, what did I expect for…

Asides

A few shorts from the weekend, in no particular order: Uncle Freddie and I were walking away from the niche after the urn had been set to rest in its nook. Uncle Freddie was one of The Socialist’s grandmother’s brothers. He is also a retired minister, and had officiated at the funeral. Uncle Freddie had…

Life in the Middle Seat

subtitled: I was never cut out for jet-settingFriday:The best laid plans of Salamanders and Socialists are apparently thwarted by the Forces That Be quite efficiently. The commuter train line that terminates in my little town has as its other terminus the Big City Airport. How convenient can it get? Trains leave once an hour for…