family
ending
My uncle is dying. He’s a good man. I’ve often said he’s the white sheep of the family. But I don’t really have much I want to say about that here. It sounds like he’s out of it at least as much as he’s coherent. I don’t know which side Continue Reading
happy father’s day
Texas Day 3
Texas Day 2
Texas, Day 1
Texas
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no more fun
I no longer have a ten foot long hole in my wall. So I got that going for me. (Plumbing that doesn’t leak: Good. Cat locked in bathroom for 3 days: Bad. Seeing the debris from the last time the wall was opened lazily dumped in the space behind the Continue Reading
family matters
I went to another world a few weeks ago. I think the natives call it Texas, but it’s hard to tell, since their language is so difficult to understand. Thankfully I have family there. Their language is kind of funny too, but the hand gestures make up for it. Keeps Continue Reading
Texas and everything after
So far, this trip could almost be called pleasant. The airport employees have been cheerful. The crowds weren’t particularly bad. Waiting at the gate in DC, a woman was brought in with a service dog the size of a Buick. It must have been part great dane, though I’d never Continue Reading
If God loves everyone, why can’t you?
My aunt is a great woman. As a minister in east nowhere, New York, she’s taken a very unpopular stand on gay rights. People have called her crazy, foolish, impetuous, and selfish. She will very likely be removed from her job. At the very least, she is a social pariah, Continue Reading
Christensen 2002 Picnic
They’re done! Finally. I have finished constructing the Christensen 2002 picnic picture gallery.You can find it in the navigation bar on the left or by clicking here. As usual, clicking on any image will bring up an enlargement of the entire picture.
Calder2002
If you find yourself in a place where ‘yonder’ is an accurate measurement, ‘Old Man …’ is a proper title, and erecting an awning over your trailer makes it a house, then you know you’ve ended up in Robert Lee, Texas. From growing up in New York, to working as Continue Reading
trimming the family tree
i can’t think of anything to write. i can’t think of anything to write. i can’t think of anything to write. I had an English professor in college who had us keeping a daily journal. Told us even if we couldn’t think of a word to write, we should fill Continue Reading
Supposedly there are those
Supposedly there are those out there who think I am about as stable as an Argentinian government. My friends have been telling me this for years, but this time it comes from an unknown source in New York, where I grew up. I’m positive it isn’t my immediate family, because Continue Reading
Don’t mind me. Again,
Don’t mind me. Again, I have nothing to say. But it’s either this or I fold my laundry. And well… we know that isn’t going to happen. Hell, it’s a minor miracle that I got it washed on time. And you wondered what the smell was… Not my laundry! (was Continue Reading
I’ll be taking horse
I’ll be taking horse and buggy to New York for the holidays.
I do so love
I do so love torturing my mother. She has a slight heart attack reading the language I use here sometimes. Kind of funny considering the language I use in person around her. At least somebody out there is shocked. need negates ability. or so it seems. I am sitting here Continue Reading
I’m feeling a little
I’m feeling a little less fuzzy tonight. I took off early from work to get a haircut. Since I was out in Bethesda anyways, I stopped by my uncle’s place to say hello. Do I lead a thrilling life or what. ‘Scuze me while I take my Geritol. I mean, Continue Reading