Category Archives: home
Whine
No kidding. The title doesn’t lie. Read at your own risk. This purple chair came with my otherwise unfurnished studio apartment. (The dog did not.) It’s a comfortable chair. Since Hekate the laptop moved in in July 2010, it’s been … Continue reading
Ice Art
Last week the temperature some days didn’t make it into double digits before Travvy and I left for our morning walk. Today it was in the mid-50s with the sun hiding behind clouds. I washed my hair after I got … Continue reading
The Year That Was: Everything Else
There was much more to my 2012 than politics. How do politics and “everything else” fit together? Here’s hoping 2013 offers some clues. Travvy Trav and I took several trips off-island, including four for Rally Obedience trials and one for … Continue reading
Year-End License Plate Report
Where have I been? you ask. Or maybe you don’t ask. Maybe you’ve been comparably occupied, and as little inclined to reading as I’ve been to writing. To get business out of the way: This is how the map looked … Continue reading
November License Plate Report (Etc.)
Nothing to report. Nothing nothing nothing. Rather than piss, moan, whine, and make excuses, I’m gonna blog about bread. If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. If life doesn’t give you lemons, make something else. Besides — license plates, right? … Continue reading
Sourdough
Earlier this summer my sourdough starter croaked. Again. The last time it happened, in the late winter of 2009, was traumatic. I’d brought that starter with me from Washington, D.C., in 1985; it was pretty much my last tangible link … Continue reading
Home Improvements
When I go into Shirley’s Hardware for just one item, I invariably come out with four or five. Like any good hardware store, it’s full of charismatic shiny things that become totally indispensable as soon as you look at them. … Continue reading
Down in the Dinghy
I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: I’m not a gardener. My paternal grandmother was a gardener. Not me. I also hate fresh fruits and vegetables. I’ve said that before too. But I like getting dirty. So I … Continue reading
Hot Ts
It’s been hot. How hot? Usually I do laundry when I run out of underwear. Yesterday I did laundry because I’d run out of tank tops and muscle Ts. There were only two regular Ts on the line, and no … Continue reading
Powerless over T-Shirts
I admitted I was powerless over T-shirts a long time ago but that hasn’t stopped the inexorable growth of my collection. I don’t know how many T-shirts I have. My T-shirts don’t want to be counted. Maybe they’re afraid that … Continue reading
From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 