Today is Palm Sunday. I was going to watch the procession with a friend, but she had a skiing accident yesterday and begged off. (She’s fine, just sore.) J. offered to take me but I was having a slow morning and opted to skip it. I did find a bit of footage from the 1920s …
Yesterday afternoon’s shopping excursion was somewhat spoiled for me by the presence of a hoard of badly behaved children and their equally badly behaved parents. Thanks to the noise they created, by the time we left the shop I felt as though I had the head of an axe wedged firmly between my eyes. I …
“What’s your occupation?” Such a loaded question for a slacker like me.
We got up early this morning and drove up to Oeblarn to attend Sheep Farmer Days – Schafbauerntag. I wanted to look at sheep, find out what makes a prize winner, and see some folks in lederhosen. Did I get my wish? Boy howdy. Pictures are here. Baaaaa.
Honestly, the number of people that give up must be staggering. Who wants to make all those phone calls. And even when you KNOW, you just KNOW you’ve been wronged, if you can’t get the right person to help you, you’re just, well, you’re f*cked. I have endless persistence, a high speed internet connection, and …
The Seattle shootings were four blocks from my front door. We walk by that house All The Time on the way to visit neighbors. Even though I’m not there, I feel really – well – it’s awful. I feel like I should say something, but the only pale thing I can coherently state is this: …