Not exactly stuck in the ’70s
But something kinda like it. Musically, anyway. My turntable this summer has been dominated by two ancient pieces of vinyl...
Linky Goodness
I don’t mean to get all linky on ya, but this week I ran across some sites that just demanded...
The Washcloth Index
I think one of the economic indicators most ignored by the so-called “experts” is the washcloth-by-the-side-of-the-road count. Last year, as...
Perilous poultry
Two on-bike encounters with feathered friends this week. In the first, I flushed a hawk on the opposite side of...
Not quite a fever
I usually have Olympic fever, though I admit that the Summer Games are way less interesting to me than the...
Lightning, no. Hail, yes.
They say that lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice. Apparently the same saying doesn’t apply to hail. I was...
Mmmm, painty.
You may have thought the end of the Tour de France meant that I’d be able to get back to...
A good shellacking
Ask any competent home repair professional to come in and shellac your floors, and he’ll probably look at you like...
Rains, pours, etc.
I never cared for the adage “it never rains but it pours,” as the antiquated use of “but” caused me...