Author Archives: Pat Greene

By the way, in case anyone is interested, my blog cards and hat came in.  I like them.  Vistaprint left out the pen, but are shipping it separately after I complained to them.  I have been walking around wearing my … Continue reading →

Glinda:  You can still be with the wizard, what you’ve worked and waited for, You can have all you’ve ever wanted….Elphaba:  But I don’t want it… No, I *can’t* want it, any more… In the car yesterday, I was listening … Continue reading →

On a whim, I went to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 at 12:03 am last night.  It was  not the smartest decision I have ever made, since I needed to be at the job center at … Continue reading →

I need to hunt down  Railfan’s hockey skates.  Fortunately, I already know where Echidna Boy’s figure skates are.  Unfortunately, ever since I broke my ankle in college (a long and embarrassing story, there) I can’t skate. This is a problem… … Continue reading →

Last weekend a local college had a program of various classes for junior and high school students.  Railfan (aka middle son) took a fascinating class on the impact of Japanese culture on gaming, which after we talked about it, I … Continue reading →

Most great works of art have a theme which holds them together.  This one doesn’t.  Harry Chapin, “30,000 Pounds of Bananas” I have written a fair amount about music, what I listen to, what I think.  I guess you could … Continue reading →

Last Christmas, the Not-So-Little-Drummer Boy was home from college for Christmas.  We were talking about his classes, especially a class in Afro-Caribbean music.    “I can never listen to Jimmy Buffett again,” he declared.  “He just appropriated everything from Caribbean cultures.”  … Continue reading →

There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock,” T. S. Eliot I was looking … Continue reading →

I love you man.  I think you’ve gotten a bit too strident over the past five years or so, but then doing what you do every night, having to face what’s going on in this country, would make anyone foam … Continue reading →

I decided not to do National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) after all, my extensive research *cough* drive down to San Simeon *cough* notwithstanding.  I really need to spend the time job hunting, and besides, further contemplation convinced me that it … Continue reading →

  Except for a red, white and blue bracelet I had made for myself for the last day of work (Census? Red, white and blue? Get it? Okay, so it’s not that funny), I had not designed any significant jewelry … Continue reading →

Cornflower blue.Lapis lazuli.The Hermitage.George Gershwin.Aaron Copeland.“Rhapsody in Blue.”“Take Five.”“Appalachian Spring.”“The Kitchen Maid.”“A View of Toledo.”Tapas.Madrid. “Guernica.”London.Harry Potter. The British Museum. Stonehenge.The Musee d’Orsay.Big Sur.The ocean — any ocean.Great Big Sea.“Walk on the Moon” and “Helmethead.” Jimmy Buffet.Key West.St. Croix.Really good … Continue reading →

I am not sure, but I wonder how rare it is to be able to identify a single book — no, a single chapter — as being formative in developing what one believes about the world.  I have heard libertarians … Continue reading →

A few posts ago, I wrote about the subversive nature of Dr. Seuss.  I mentioned that I felt it had shaped my children’s view of the world for the better.  But what of me? What books did I read? In … Continue reading →

…. is for Farm Rich snacks. The video shows various shots of kids of various ages doing the sort of things kids do — including a toddler throwing a watch in the toilet.  The voice-over says “When they were babies, … Continue reading →