Last night when I took the dogs out back to play fetch (rather for Vinnie to play fetch; Boris gets involved of games and plots fathomable only by him) there was a lot of fog. So deep that black dogs at night were invisible at the end of the garden. So thick that the lights […]
Mrs has been in Ioway but returns today. This morning as I got out of bed I stepped in cat vomit. Thus is illustrated how a day can start poorly but is guaranteed to improve. If there was a daily scheduled return of a loved one, then every day would gain from that certainty of […]
Back from the Midwest. It is odd to join in the experience of major college football; folks flying in and driving in from all over the country, parking in huge fields, tail-gating, guzzling crap beer (right up to the stadium gates, there being no booze allowed inside), then trying to sit on uncomfortable benches. Apparently […]
This Saturday is birthday number Thirty-seven. But I shan’t be in Portland to blarg about. Mrs and I are flying to Chicago tomorrow, accompanied by Pater and Sister and Brother-in-Law. From there we drive to Oak Park, where our hotel is. From Oak Park we will drive to South Bend. Itinerary: in Oak Park to […]
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