Someone asked me what I would do if I were twelve again. Twelve. A little too young to be a teenager, too old to be a ‘child.’ It’s the middle-age of childhood. There might be a few things I could… Read More ›
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MOONSETTING AS THE SUN RISES – Marilyn Armstrong
I used to long for many things. Later, I did most of them. Now they are memories. No need for longing. These past few years have been difficult. For once, not because of illness of dire poverty, but because the… Read More ›
UNDAUNTED ANGELIQUE – Marilyn Armstrong
“Nounou,” inquired Angelique, “Why did Giles de Retz kill so many children?” With these words, one of the world’s greatest series of historical fiction begins. It is a translation from French. I have been told that much was lost in a not-very-good translation. But I don’t… Read More ›
YOUR PERMANENT RECORD — ON FILE FOREVER
Last night, watching Star Trek: Next Generation, Geordi La Forge (Levar Burton) disobeyed a direct order given by Captain Stewart, er, I mean, Jean-Luc Picard. Although he survived his misadventure — barely, I might add — Picard told Geordi that regretfully,… Read More ›
MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE RANCH …
A gray day in Uxbridge, Massachusetts. It’s cold, damp, sunless. Nothing to do. Not even something to bark at. The humans are drinking coffee and doing stuff on their computers. Nothin’ to do in this burgh. Every now and again,… Read More ›
CHAOS AS THE ARROW BATTLES ON
Garry and I have been binge-watching DC comic book hero shows. It started innocently enough, but now it’s a full-scale immersion. First, we dipped a toe in the waters and watched a single season of “The Flash.” We had three seasons of… Read More ›
MILLIONS OF PERMANENT RECORDS ON FILE FOREVER
Last night, watching Star Trek: Next Generation, Geordi La Forge (Levar Burton) disobeyed a direct order given by Captain Stewart, er, I mean, Jean-Luc Picard. Although he survived his misadventure — barely, I might add — Picard told Geordi that regretfully,… Read More ›
HIKING THE HALLWAYS OF MEMORY
HIKE | THE DAILY POST Every night, I fill up my cup, grab my bag o’ medications, pet the puppies, and hike the hallway to the bedroom at the other end of the house. After arriving, I put the bag where it belongs…. Read More ›
MUNDANE MONDAY WITH A BOUNCY ZING
It was my granddaughter’s 20th birthday celebration over the weekend. For everyone who was sure as soon as the calendar flipped to September that the heat would dissipate and we’d have crisp, autumn weather, they were wrong. We are getting… Read More ›
SUPERHEROES OF STARLING CITY
Here is my post about superheroes. It does not discuss minorities, women, racial diversity, or any serious issues. It’s about superhero TV series’. I apologize for my shallowness, but I can’t get worked up about the larger cultural issues of super-heroism. So, in honor of this… Read More ›
LET THEM EAT …
“So let them eat cake,” Marie said, merriment dancing in her eyes. The peasants found her statement revolting. After all, they had no cake. Nor eggs, flour, sugar, or any of those cute little plastic cake decorations. Instead, they made Marie… Read More ›
NO VIRTUE IN VICE
I don’t have much in the way of thoughts about vice. I’m not even sure what it is any more. This morning, in one of those online chat things I do these days in lieu of actual conversations with customer… Read More ›
EXPERT ON MYSELF
I know a few things. Along the road of life, I’ve done a bit of reading and studying. Like many writers, I’m a generalist. I know about this, that, and the other thing. A good deal about some stuff, a… Read More ›
LIFE CONTINUES WHEN YOUTH HAS FLED
I keep hearing that “age is just a number.” If that’s true, then youth is also just a number. The whole “number” part of aging applies only to the years you’ve (so far) survived. The remainder of the equation has to do… Read More ›
MOON OVER
Every photographer has to take a few pictures of the moon. I’m no exception. Of course, because the moon does not rotate on her axis and shows us only one face, most moon shots look much the same. Those few… Read More ›
CRAVING TIME (MORE)
There’s not enough of it. I need more. With fewer things to do. Craving time. DAILY POST | CRAVING