Today’s a special day for me. I don’t write much about my family, in order to respect their privacy (I got special dispensation from Abbye for the photos and the posts… and it’s costing me big-time in the puppy biscuit arena). But there are some occasions which are so special that they cry out to… Continue reading The Big 3-O
OK, OK…Enough already!
Since announcing the impending closing of the Gazette, I’ve received many emails, comments and trackback links regarding that decision. After reading and re-reading them, and upon further reflection, I believe the following sums up my reaction. I’ve never seen such a simpering mass of whiny, infantile mewling since Hillary confronted Bill about Monica. As that… Continue reading OK, OK…Enough already!
Adios, Amigos
[Update — years later — Guess what? False alarm! It was just a temporary hiatus.] This is the final entry to the Fire Ant Gazette. Effective on Monday, July 14, I’m unplugging the press, shuttering the windows, locking the door and donating my parking spot to anyone who wants it. Blogging has been fun, exciting,… Continue reading Adios, Amigos
Hymns – Same words, different tunes
Something different occurred during our Sunday School class time last Sunday. It’s worth noting that the term “different” is not usually associated with anything of Southern Baptist origin, as we tend to like things nice and orderly and predictable. We’re the Texas Aggies of denominations. But on this Sunday, we had substitute song leaders; they… Continue reading Hymns – Same words, different tunes
The dog who would be queen
It occurs to me that I’ve never told you much about the third member of our little family, the one around whom all the universe revolves, or would, if she had her way about it. I’m speaking, of course, about The Dog, aka Abbye Fabulous (or Ab Fab, for short). I’ve decided I need to… Continue reading The dog who would be queen
Redefining Age
Let’s see…hobbies and pastimes…OK. I snow ski, windsurf, scuba, cycle (both single and tandem) and run. My usual cycling workout is 20 miles, 3-4 times a week, alternated with a four mile run on the "off" days. I’m a volunteer camera operator for our televised church services, and I build websites for money. Anything else?… Continue reading Redefining Age
West Texas Dust Storm
We laugh in the face of Iraq’s sandstorms…! OK, so maybe our flying dirt events don’t last as long, but they can be pretty dramatic in their own way. Take last evening for example. Odessa, our neighbor a mere 20 miles to the west, had 80 mph winds and torrential downpours. Big Spring, our neighbor… Continue reading West Texas Dust Storm
“Cowboy”? Better find another insult, pard.
I was just reading about that French play called “George W. Bush ou le triste cowboy de Dieu” (George W. Bush or God’s sad cowboy), how the director was bushwhacked (okie doke…pun intended) a while back and the play was shut down for a spell (“for the protection of the actors”) and how it’s about… Continue reading “Cowboy”? Better find another insult, pard.
Memorial Day 2003
Another Memorial Day has come and gone, and I have those familiar feelings that I didn’t properly observe the occasion. I didn’t attend any of the ceremonies, motorcycle cavalcades or services. I didn’t spend hours in contemplation with bowed head. I did fly our flag, and gave brief thought as to why, exactly, I was… Continue reading Memorial Day 2003
Grocery baggers can be proud…
Dawn Marshall is a supermarket cashier and bagger in Upper Darby, PA. She’s so good at her job — particularly the bagging part — that people will drive out of their way, bypassing lower prices in some cases, to let her work her magic on their groceries. From today’s Wall Street Journal: Ms. Marshall knows… Continue reading Grocery baggers can be proud…