Wherein we encounter three (3!) snakes during our morning run.
Team Up to Mess Up
Alert Gazette readers will recall that many (most? all?) of my DIY projects either end up badly, or at best take a distressing turn somewhere in the process, requiring a significant recalibration and/or assessment of just exactly why I thought I was competent to achieve the task at hand in the first place. (For proof,… Continue reading Team Up to Mess Up
Random Thursday: Remembrances of Futures Past
Howdy, y’all. I see that it’s been awhile since there was anything new on this blog-like thing, and you can either thank me or accept my apology, depending on your perspective. Anyway, today is National Great Poetry Reading Day, and in recognition of this hallowed event, I present the following in honor of Joyce Kilmer,… Continue reading Random Thursday: Remembrances of Futures Past
Neighborhood Nature (Pt. 8)
Wherein a beautiful bird sits for an involuntary portrait, I retract part of my admiration for possums, we study the mysterious porcupine, and snakes are the reptiles of the day.
Protected: Rickey Lowe’s Story
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
Random Thursday
Wherein we mock people who don’t meet our standards for loading groceries on the checkout conveyer belt. And so on…
Sunday Afternoon Nature
There were a couple of interesting things going on around our house this afternoon. I’ll introduce them in reverse order, because the earliest one involves a snake and we’ll save it for last. We’ve been blessed with an abundance of hummingbird moths (aka Hemaris thysbe, the Hummingbird Clearwing Moth or Common Clearwing Moth or Hawk… Continue reading Sunday Afternoon Nature
Again With The Memes?
Ten musical memes guaranteed to make you moan. Just don’t lose the beat, man.
Random Thursday: The Meme Edition
meme/mēm/ noun an element of a culture or system of behavior that may be considered to be passed from one individual to another by nongenetic means, especially imitation. A crutch used by lazy, non-creative bloggers who are unable to come up with any original content.
Fiddling Around
Debbie and I hadn’t been to a dance hall this year, for a variety of reasons, but we decided to change that last Saturday. We made plans to head down Highway 281 to Blanco, where the historic (I know; it sounds trite, but when the building has been there since 1879, that’s a pretty accurate… Continue reading Fiddling Around