Category Archives: nothing special

Insanity, Christmas edition.

More on the Christmas tree tax:  it was in the works before Obama took office, and the idea came from the industry.   According to Politifact, the Administration is reconsidering.  Oh, for God’s sake. There are people struggling to find food … Continue reading

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Day 3

So much to write about in the world, and I lie here, sick as a dog for yet another day.  More NyQuil, please.

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This a test of the Blogger mobile posting application.  This is only a test.  In the event of a real post, you will get something more interesting to read.

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Some perspective, people.

The news sites I’ve looked at today were aghast at the Administration’s tax on Christmas trees.  At least one Republican has referred to the tax as a “Grinch” move. I’ve looked at three separate articles.  All of them give the … Continue reading

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Blergh.

I went to an interesting talk last night, followed by a long drive where I did a lot of thinking.  When I got home, I only had time to do the hair post before going to bed.  I had been … Continue reading

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The hair: not a fan.

I got my hair cut today.  It really needed cutting, the ends had gotten very damaged.  The Resident Shrink told me it’s cute, but I think it looks like a cross between Billie Jean King circa 1976 and Cindy Lou … Continue reading

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Chameleons.

I have a friend who uses exclamation points when they text.  It works — it fits their personality. Now, I have absolutely nothing against exclamation points (when used appropriately and in moderation — which my friend does) but I’m not … Continue reading

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Whining

How do I deal with stress? I write here. There is something very soothing about getting my thoughts down in pixels.  I am working on a discipline of posting every day, even if all I post are about the weather … Continue reading

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Signal Boosting

A classmate from SLS pointed me towards his daughter who is a musician, Elizabeth Gooen.  I first listened to her work out of politeness, and discovered a very young singer/songwriter whose work I seriously like. (My  favorite song by her … Continue reading

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Andy Rooney died.  He lived to a ripe old age (92) but he will still be missed.  Now it is up to Larry David to carry the weight of being the best-known snarky curmudgeon in the country.

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It’s gray today.  I guess late fall is turning into winter. Do not forget to turn your clocks back tonight.

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My beautiful world.

On Thursday afternoons, I take a class that always begins with a mindfulness exercise.  Yesterday’s was intended to help us remember good things on our lives. We were first asked to think of a time when we felt a “healthy … Continue reading

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So sorry for the inconvenience.

Looking at things, yesterday I was cranky and mopey.* Today, I am cranky and melodramatic.** I am hoping that tomorrow I will be a more fun human being.  Maybe even sunny.***  Or snarky, at least. **** *The two lost dwarfs.  … Continue reading

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I wish I could dance…

… but not with joy. Dancing as a way to forget.  Dancing as a way to express yearning.  Dancing as a way to mourn.  Dancing as a way to escape. I can’t dance right now.  Some days I can barely … Continue reading

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Letter I wish I could send

Dear bicyclist: When there are no bike lanes, you and I are sharing the lane. That is the operative word: sharing. When I am significantly ahead of you, have slowed down to make a right-hand turn into a parking lot, … Continue reading

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