Monthly Archives August 2012


August 7, 2012 Uncategorized  2 comments

I have driven cross country three times in my life, from Kentucky to Nevada’s western border.

Two of those were because my ex, Beth, was afraid of flying.

One of them was with slave drew, after we married.

I have also made the same journey, more or less, by train.

The thing I like about land travel is that you get to see why Utah is different than Missouri which is different from Idaho.

You also can’t help but appreciate how BIG the United States is.

Have you ever driven across Texas?

Google tells me it is 895 miles from the border of New Mexico on I-10 to the border of Louisiana on I-10 just outside of Orange.

That’s at least 15 hours, assuming you have to stop for gas and such.

Most of the online resources tell me you could drive across the entire country of England in a bit less t...

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August 6, 2012 Uncategorized  5 comments

I had a post, albeit a short one, and lost it all because I apparently wasn’t signed in.

That sucks.

It is now 16 hours since I got up, and I have not stopped since then.  The day has included work, dinner, a grocery visit, a drugstore visit, two vet visits with two dogs, one of them mine and one of them not, cleaning off my desk, sending off 100 photos to be printed, and removing a dead fish from one of my tanks.

And losing the previously written blog.

On that note, I am off to bed.

To quote Scarlett, tomorrow IS another day.

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Saturday Afternoon

August 5, 2012 Uncategorized  No comments

It’s getting ready to rain here.  It’s been humid and threatening to pour for an hour or so, but it won’t hold off much longer.

It was a fairly domestic morning.  I went to a couple of yard sales – slave drew got a jacket and a couple of shirts, and a videotape on oceanography.  I bought an ornament for a friend, something that’s perfect for him.

I came home and ended up making salsa, cutting up a melon and making spaghetti sauce.  drew had visited some friends with a huge garden and they had loaded him down with tomatoes, as well as some peppers and potatoes and the melon.


Time has past now.  I’ve been to the munch, I’ve been to Lexington, I’ve come home again, and now I’m going to go to bed shortly.

It was a fun munch, we had a huge turnout, it’s the weekend of Street Rod Natio...

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August 3, 2012 Uncategorized  6 comments

I told a friend I’d send her this link, so this is a good way to do it.  If you DIDN’T find me through my good friend aisha, then you should check out her blog, here.  I’m also going to say that if you like that, you should also check out one of our other friends, ‘nilla, and you can find her here.  Both of them have actually mentioned me in recent blogs.

So, changes.

I can hardly say that word to myself without hearing David Bowie, belting out “Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes…”

I’ve had a lot of changes lately, though maybe we always have a lot of changes and these are just more visible changes, or ones I recognize more.

Walt Whitman said, “Do I contradict myself?  Very well, then, I contradict myself;  I am large – I contain multitudes.”

Isn’t that a great way to look at it, though?...

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August 2, 2012 Uncategorized  No comments

I talked yesterday about being different, of feeling like I’m some sort of alien at times, aping human behavior in an effort to fit in, an effort which usually feels futile to me, though given that there have, as yet, been no townspeople at my door with torches, apparently I’m doing a decent job at passing as “normal.”

The other thing I have always struggled with is the sense of being an imposter.

I was an unpopular kid.  Seriously unpopular.  You know those kids that sit at a table alone in the lunch room, the ones that no one else sits with?

They didn’t sit with me.

It sounds like a Henny Youngman routine gone bad, just how unpopular WERE you?

It is true, though.  Let me make it clear I’m not trying to garner pity here, but I think it’s part of the story that matters.

I ...

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August 1, 2012 Uncategorized  6 comments

I wrote this about a year ago, but I’ve been in a couple of situations lately that reminded me of this, so I’m recycling it.


I’ve been really interested in social networking sites lately. I took a class on it at an event last weekend, I’ve been looking around several of them, with some personal goals in mind.

Because of that, and because I’ve been online for so many years – I got my first real computer back in the early 1980’s, I’ve been on the Internet in some form or another since the early 1990’s, I’ve looked at what seems like a million other sites.

I looked at a couple of new ones today and what I was struck by, as I always am when I venture into the vanilla web, is just how different I am, how different I feel than others apparently must...

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