At some point perhaps in the future, it might be fun to write about the blogger who learned first-hand of the dangers involving water glasses and laptops in close proximity. But for now suffice to say that said blogger is VERY grateful for the purchase of an AppleCare Protection Plan a couple of years ago. I am now in awe … Continue reading An Unscheduled Writing Break
Month: September 2015
Tattoo You
While watching the Emmy Awards last weekend, I was struck by the sheer number of tattoos on so many of the presenters, particularly the females. Men can hide tattoos by wearing long pants and jackets. Women, however, with their low neck lines and open dresses, display much more skin and therefore tend to show off their tattoos. Although body art … Continue reading Tattoo You
Irony on the Rocks: A Retort
That wickedly funny and creative blogger at Aging Gracefully My Ass has written a most provocative post on the merits, or rather demerits, of ice consumption. I say "provocative" because AGMA has broadcast her dislike for ice in direct and unambiguous language. But for those of us who not only enjoy ice, yet also consider it to be part of the … Continue reading Irony on the Rocks: A Retort
A Place to Call My Own
Once again, pictures in old photo albums conjure up memories. It was the first real place that I could call my own. I was all of 24 and had spent the previous five years living in either dorms, shared apartments, or group houses. I was free of the loose entanglements created by cohabiting with strangers, … Continue reading A Place to Call My Own
Overstaying
The news today from England is that Queen Elizabeth has passed Queen Victoria as the longest-reigning monarch. I love nearly all things British, especially royal events such as a wedding, the State Opening of Parliament, etc. The English have a delightful way of maintaining traditions. Take sports, for example. I like the fact that Wimbledon … Continue reading Overstaying
Lost: Manhood. Last Seen Around 1982. Reward Offered
A Cuban Tree Frog recently got the best of me. When faced with the creepy task of having to somehow scoop it up and remove it from the inside of a condo, my innate reaction was to instead recoil at the idea of my being anywhere within 10 feet of it. You might say the "wimp meter" … Continue reading Lost: Manhood. Last Seen Around 1982. Reward Offered
Snakes in the Grass 
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