Addicted to Stats
I really should have known better than to add website statistics to my genealogy pages and this blog. Now I’m...
Return of the Prodigal Mom, Death to the Telephone!
Well, the girls did really well. Their mom was away since the break of dawn on Friday until midnight last...
Wood rosin market
Considering that I haven’t publicized this thing hardly at all, just to a few friends, a surprising number of people...
Books
Doing better on the book front. Carl Hiaasen’s “Basket Case”: really good. I never expect much of popular writers, and...
Linda Ronstadt
When you really listen, especially to the albums, it probably should have been clear that her heart wasn’t in those...
The miles roll away…
I’ve always been a spectacularly poor judge of distance. Inches, feet, miles . . . I will always guess the...
Sometimes finishing is the point
I’m just about done with “My Legendary Girlfriend,” which I borrowed on the strength of its cover, an outstanding title...
Overheard
Some things just brought this to mind today, but I heard it this summer, waiting around the Clayton docks for...
Wide World of Sports
Survived the 5k. Liked the course much better than last year’s. Official time was something like 25:05, but I would...
Top 10
10. It’s Not About the Bike by Lance Armstrong. Because it’s not. It’s about riding the bike. Fast. And having...