Too sad to write about
A death in the family. Not ready to write about it. Need to get the girls and the family through...
A form of torture
Listening to oldies radio today, I was hit by two songs that I hoped never to hear again: “The Night...
Quote of the week
From a book on the Seven Years War:A less decisive figure than his predecessor, La Jonquiere overreacted, then dithered, contemplated...
A question seldom asked
I try to not keep on sharing the bizarre search requests that bring people to my site, partly because I’m...
Unscathed
Another Halloween survived. Most of the vandals in our neighborhood are long since in jail, though there’s a new crop...
Is it kismet?
Or is Pure Prairie League trying to tell me something? On the drive back home from obligatory Halloween activity no....
Sun
The sun is back. That’s all I’m going to say about the weather for now. The week was a blur...
No snow, old newspapers
Well, not here, anyway. Higher elevations got hit. The girls were disappointed because they had dreams of a snow day...
Café Society
Wrote not too long ago about the Ultraviolet Café, next to the Spectrum. Turns out (thanks to the Albany Bloggers...