Author Archives: Susanna J. Sturgis
Carless and Kore-less
Note for the mystified: Kore is my Windows 10 laptop. My car is Malvina Forester, but the writer in me couldn’t resist the alliteration of “car” and “Kore.” The editor in me is thinking of sticking a hyphen in “carless,” … Continue reading
Year-End License Plate Report 2019
You probably surmised from the lack of a November license plate post that there was nothing new to report. There wasn’t. December was a bust as well, not surprisingly, so the map looks just like it did at the end … Continue reading
De-cluttering Before Breakfast
Not long after getting up on New Year’s Day I knocked some papers off my workside table. This was nothing new. What happened next was: I straightened up — “excavated” is probably the better word — the table’s top. This … Continue reading
Every Once in a While . . .
. . . living on Martha’s Vineyard seems worth the tradeoffs: the high cost of living, the rent insecurity, the widespread head-in-the-sand attitude to long-term challenges, and so on and on. Unfortunately there’s plenty of sand around for people to … Continue reading
On Paying for Local News
Just before Thanksgiving, the Martha’s Vineyard Times announced that as of January 2, 2020, it would be going to a paid-subscription model. This is a big deal. Founded in 1984, the paper has been delivered free to all Vineyard postal patrons … Continue reading
Indulgence
In 2019 my car and my teeth have eaten up most of my disposable income. More than my disposable income: the rear brake job in the spring took three months to pay off, and it’s just been joined by the … Continue reading
Hunting Season
It’s Sunday in the middle of shotgun deer season and there’s no hunting on Sunday so I didn’t wear my orange vest when Tam and I went out this morning. Shotgun deer season began the Monday after Thanksgiving and runs … Continue reading
On Living in Bubbles
I’ve been accused of living in a bubble. It’s true: I live in a bubble. Several bubbles. Bubbles have a bad rap. If someone accuses you of living in a bubble, they generally mean you associate only with people who … Continue reading
A Tale of Two (More) Pens
Yesterday I went to see a man about a pen. Turned out to be two pens: it could have been more, but I restrained myself. If you know me, you know I’m a pen junkie. I have more fountain pens, … Continue reading
Post-Veterans Day Musing
I don’t “celebrate” Veterans Day but I do indeed observe it. I notice. I take note. Coming of political age during the Vietnam War, I was not favorably disposed to either the military or the U.S. government. In the decades … Continue reading
