Sometimes in the middle of the workday, Tim and I take a walk. Sometimes we find a discarded office chair on a street corner by a quiet intersection. Sometimes magic happens. Sometimes. Sometimes the light never goes red. — Photo Credits: Tim Price
Read more →Today I didn’t write anything, and I didn’t cook anything. I did make coffee and I didn’t burn it. I did watch a video on an eagle that got its beak shot off by a hunter that had a prosthetic put on it to replace it. That was cool. My sister’s exchange student left...
Read more →Inside She draws the line While outside Everything is fine Run to the stairwell Run out the door What is the matter? Don’t you love me more? Inside She plays the game Outside It’s all the same Hand on her hip Heart on a cloud Here is your dinner Striving out loud Come sit...
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Last weekend, I finally removed the old plants from the garden box in the backyard, and cleaned and turned the soil in the box, and then reset the watering line to its position down the middle of the box, ready to provide water to some new occupants. Tonight, I was glad to finish the...
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I’ve been at Architectural Research Consultants for about nine years now. It’s hard for me to imagine that I’ve been there that long. And I am grateful for being there. The main reason I am there is Tim, really. He interviewed me. He hired me. He slowly plugged me into the system once I...
Read more →Tonight I watched the film “Lion”, and I have not felt so many feelings or shed so many tears watching a film in quite a while. The story, based on one man’s real life, begins simply and horrifically enough- a young boy accompanies his older brother from a small community in western India to...
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In the spring, when the sky grew more blue than gray during the day and the snow in the high places began to melt and wake the water on the hillsides, little Udaya was told to watch her brother. In the early evening of the day before, Elan and Gopan had gone up into...
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I turned on Dancing with the Stars tonight just in time to catch the segment I hoped to. I remembered it was Monday night, and because it was Monday night and the Cubs game against the Rockies tonight was blacked out locally, I figured I could still root on a Cub through that show....
Read more →It’s the top of the 18th inning at Wrigley right now, where the Cubs and the Yankees battle on into the evening. The length of the game is not a record, but the number of strikeouts shared between the two teams- at this point, 45- IS a Major League Baseball record. The Comeback Cubs,...
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Today began optimistically as a day for getting stuff done, but pretty much ended as a not so much. Unmotivated and OCD, I ended up inventorying a few games in the old Avalon Hill game collection this morning, which then morphed into trying to inventory a few more, and then reviewing the inventory spreadsheet...
Read more →I don’t have much else today either. I can’t tell the difference between trees, guns, or car engines. I listened to Michael McDonald’s “Take it to Heart” today for the first time in a long time and recalled how mesmerized I was with that drum track the first time I heard it. I felt...
Read more →I’m super-pooped tonight for some reason, so tonight, snippets it is. – UCLA star and potential top pick in the NBA draft has already got a line of basketball shoes ready to sell to his fans. At $495 a pair. Talk about aiming for a target market. Not sure that one exists. I mean,...
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A few days ago, a friend on Facebook living in the South posted a famous photo to share with his local friends a picture about the place where he grew up. The photo, one I’ve stumbled across here and there over the years, always makes me stop and look at it when I see...
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Today I got up and made coffee and showered and dressed and fed the cats and drove to work and got a breakfast burrito at the store around the corner and then talked to Dede for a minute and then worked a lot on making a huge old form work and then worked on...
Read more →Tonight I sat on the couch and saw my stomach a giant spreading mound much different from what I remember and I was sad and tired. Then I smelled it the cigarette smoke from neighbors in their backyard seeping strong into my closed up house and I was then mad. But still tired. Fat....
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