I thought I’d share a fun memory. If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you know I’ve been doing a bit of delving into the garage boxes and found things from my childhood. What a nostalgia trip! Well, one of those things I found was my collec...

I didn’t think that, two weeks later, I’d still be dealing with the crushing heat, but here we are. It rained once, I think, but that’s about as good as a forgotten memory. Between the burdens of keeping chickens alive and healthy, there’s not been a...

For the last month plus, I’ve been going through some things I need to find another home for. We had a nasty heat wave going there for a little while, too. The problem is I am working in a place without air conditioning or even a good airflow when I...

That there was something else I was supposed to be doing today. Ah, that’s right: post a blog. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has gotten so wrapped up in other things that when that little, literal alert goes off and I blithely tap it, thinking I’...

…for any boss to ask you to work as hard and as many hours do when you’re your own boss. Holidays for me aren’t “days off”–they’re extra work hours. I’ve recently taken on another set of responsibilities to do spring cleaning and find new homes for m...

Not quite the library I envisioned, but I’ll take it. I’m not sure if I mentioned it before, but I’ve been trying to get some things cleaned up and moved out. Not just a Spring cleaning, but a life cleaning. It’s not quite on the “Konmari” level, but...

I’ve been cogitating (now there’s a word for you) on this AI thing for quite a while, and I’m still not quite sure what to say on it, but I have to bring up the proverbial elephant in the room. It deserves whole books, if I’m being honest. I choose t...

Putrefaction permeated the air long before we reached the shoreline. Desiccated on the surface, this portion of the sea lay rigid. Its inner mass seeped through cracks in its skin, moldering beneath the purple rays of the sun. I slid from my ashloper...

Mrs. Malbon jabbed an arthritic finger into her appointment book. “Come back next Thursday. No… wait….” She slipped her reading glasses onto her nose. “That’s no good either. I can’t possibly go with you now. Why don’t you just stop by again, Monday...

I debated whether to write about the recent eclipse crossing North America*, figuring everyone’s jumping on that bandwagon. I will say that what I predicted would happen didn’t, much to my pleasant surprise. “Prediction?” you ask. Yes, I predicted ou...

Just to see what happens with AOL versus GMAIL