Category: Everyday Stories
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When I was seven I was told all about savings and interest
I make rounds through the blogs, or start to. Alas a blog is down for the moment. “Permission denied” error. Seems an upgrade or change and PHP/MySQL is taunting them with it. Making note because this morning I was amused. Working with PHP pages can drive one nuts, especially when you grew up on HTML…
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Big brother and cautious moms
I don’t know where to start. I don’t want to leave Mediagirl’s blogging on cloture and what it means to constituents as versus the politicians. Nor do I want to leave the subject of Giuliana Sgrena (Nur al-Cubicle has up a translation of an interview of her by Marco Imarisio of Il Corriere dell Sera).…
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Amaryllis eyes
[clear] Took a digi snapshot last night of our amaryllis for family. The “eyes” effect is actually just an accidental trick of light and shadow, the white being the wall behind the flower. Still, quite something. I looked around on the web at other photos of amaryllis and didn’t come across anything even vaguely similar.…
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Legalistic theology and bankruptcy
My mother wrote me mentioning Bankruptcy Reform and I thought she was asking for further info on it but realized later she wasn’t, she had another question on it that had to do with religion’s role. still the particulars according to Mediagirl’s blog are here (fair rundown, mom) which I found via Alas, a Blog…
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One learns when one is two that a big fat square will not fit through a little peg hole. Intelligence is judged by some on an ability to recognize and accept this fact
In the comment area of Washington Monthly’s
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I want to read Giuliana Sgrena’s story
CNN executive, Jordan Eason, at the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland is said to have said that the U.S. military deliberately targeted journalists–he knew of about 12 who’d not only been killed but had been targeted as a matter of policy. Jordan Eason, reportedly having said to have said the above,
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I was back at the bottom of the hill, it was night, and I had started my walk up it
Wednesday a.m. I was still stressing over CSS when from the other room came ooo, nice tingly tinkly xylophone on PBS Kids. Early millennium gateway to jazz of yesteryear. For the second time in two days I felt briefly upbeat. And then PBS took my new happy theme music away and returned to the Arthur…
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The birds are singing for me and my dying mouse
Having entered upgrade and theme adjustment limbo, I was back at it early (couldn’t sleep) staring at the screen wondering where in the world my “edit” links had run off to. They’d been there a few hours earlier when I fell over on the bed, I knew it. Idiot that I am, didn’t occur to…
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Karen gets a quoter: When uniformity is compromised, then authority no longer holds
Kelli Davis, a student at Fleming Island High School in Green Cove Springs, Florida, wore a tuxedo for her high school yearbook picture. Sam Ward, the school’s principal, said it must be removed because Kelli was wearing boy’s clothes and was not following the rules on dress. The decision was debated at a school board…
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H.o.p.’s itinerary for the day
[clear] H.o.p.’s itinerary Who wouldn’t like a daily itinerary like this one? There’s at top (1) going to the office supply store to get paper (drawing of pen and paper to the right) (2) going to the “singing store” to make CDs (computer and CD case just left of musical note house) to give to…
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We recognize Margaret Spellings is a sensitive issue and we wanted to make sure that parents had an opportunity to introduce this subject to their children in their own time
Settle down to watch “George Shrinks” on WPBA with H.o.p. and there it is, a brand new commercial, swear it is (though I could be wrong) which gets down to business with big white script on the screen informing 84% of you see Public Broadcasting as a Safe Haven for your child. They may as…
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I’m gibbering already
The doorbell rings. Our friendly neighborhood USPS woman with a box. (And she is friendly.) H.o.p. grabs a fork and begins his transformation of the carton. He punches holes. Gets a flashlight and shines it through the holes onto the wall. “Look, a Phoenix!” And it is. A magical flutter of light wings and wisp…