Is anything really random? Does the interconnectedness of life preclude that anything is accidental or coincidental? Can one person who has an obsessive tendency to make sure lights not in use are turned off really save the planet? Ray Bradbury, scifi writer extraordinaire, once suggested that it is possible. In “A Sound of Thunder,” a…
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Just Words
Words can bring me to a screeching halt. Yes, of course, spoken words — especially when I’m not expecting them, take issue with their purpose, or with the person who delivers them. But that isn’t what I’m talking about. At least not today. When I’m reading, a phrase molded in just the right way, or…
Looking for Light in All the Wrong Places
 A round of applause for at least getting closer to the raging All Warholled Up me in the header, please? Yes, I know you all still have a strange box at the top (even though it doesn’t show on my computer screen). It’s for advertising. That’s my next quest. To rid my blog of…
Slogged through Dog Days and alive to rant about it!
Sometime around Valentine’s Day earlier this year after visiting my sister in VA, I was headed toward a security checkpoint at Regan National in D.C. and was sidetracked by the lure of books lined up in a shop. Cruising through the independent Olsson’s Books and Records before my flight home pretty much guaranteed that my…
So Not Feelin’ the Photosh*t Love
Oh my gawd — all I want to do is write. I don’t want to read Photoshop tutorials. I just want to poke the buttons to create something. You know — like my banner. The one I really want. Not the palm tree. But maybe me hanging from the palm frond and screaming, “I HATE…
Me ‘n’ the Big
I can hear the MoH in the bedroom cooing loving endearments softly to the Big, calling her his latest rendition of her moniker: Quatro Formaggio. Yes. Four Cheeses. I know it isn’t quite Italian, or Spanish, but still. You get the idea. Now why a man would call his dog Four Cheeses and have it…