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  • "There are no small roles…"

    "There are no small roles…"

    Bon Air Hotel View On White Out of nowhere, H.o.p. said, “There are no small roles, only small actors, right?” I don’t know what he had been thinking about that led up to this question/announcement this afternoon. But he was checking with me to make sure this philosophy was right, which one could tell from…

  • "It’s a protist, not a plant!" (H.o.p.’s indignant)

    H.o.p. is furious. It has become a major source of contention for H.o.p. that so many children’s PBS shows and computer learning programs refer to algae as a plant. “Algae is not a plant, it’s a protist!” he says. “It’s a Big Big World” called algae a plant. H.o.p. yelled, “Algae is not a plant,…

  • Summer (almost)

    Summer isn’t official in my book until the solstice. But I just made myself iced coffee so it’s kind of here. I would have made iced green tea but I guzzle iced green tea and I was still full from dinner of fried tofu and chili bean paste (doesn’t heat up the kitchen). Marty went…

  • Flamingo pic (the dining Horned Bills made themselves no friends)

    Flamingo pic (the dining Horned Bills made themselves no friends)

    Took this photo at the zoo a couple of weeks ago before the computer went down. Click on it for the larger version. Love the bird 4th from the left. I don’t know what was up, don’t know that much about flamingos, but every few minutes they would all suddenly start doing flamingo squawks and…

  • Unamazing Confessions – the hospital and Poppinsville

    Unamazing Confessions – the hospital and Poppinsville

    The lot behind the hospital, between the hospital and Poppinsville, got quite a facelift with the finishing of Poppinsville. Loading docks are back there. The lot was kind of scruffy and its fence was chain link. About the time Poppinsville went seriously on the market, a nice little security station appeared behind the hospital and…

  • Unamazing Confessions! Our hallway and the mystery of the hook

    Unamazing Confessions! Our hallway and the mystery of the hook

    Click on image for larger view. Not much larger. But larger. There are a lot of things I do like about this building. I like character. I like it that the building isn’t modern sterile. I like our blue doors. The building has decades’ worth of no longer used enhancements that aren’t worth the moment’s…

  • Children may like ghost stories but not the inexplicable–at least H.o.p. doesn’t

    My plans had been to write about watching “Twister” with H.o.p. earlier tonight. Insomnia without my computer programs and files isn’t a whole hell of a lot of fun. Usually, if I can’t sleep, I get up and work some then go back to bed. That not being an option the past ten days, I…

  • "Don't even think about it…"

    “Don’t even think about it,” said my son, about thirty minutes ago, as I, armed with paintbrush and paintcan, turned toward his bedroom. He is tired of the touching up. Of mom painting doors and windows and advising him to be careful while he’s running about. And it’s true that I have been going about…

  • So that's where the kitchen was once, of course

    Well, it has come to this. I would be, finally, painting floors this afternoon, but I find I have no floor paint. The lid appeared to be solidly on but when I pryed it up the paint was a solid. My hands are scratched, scraped and bruised. I’ve repaired my gourds that needed repair, gluing…

  • This Old Apartment

    A bit of congratulations are in order, for sake of bolstering. Just managed to get up the rods in the kitchen for holding pots. Kind of. And yes I know for 9/10ths of the population this would be a piece of cake but somehow I manage to always be the odd person out. First I…

  • Contemplating plumage

    Got my computer back and it is sitting in the back room because it’s pretty much nonfunctional right now and that’s how that stands. While H.o.p. sleepeth I blog from his pretty well dysfunctional computer which has a teeny tiny screen. It’s a dinosaur with zip memory and power (but it’s doing better than mine…

  • I don’t know why I feel like I’ve done nothing

    My computer, which had a bad Windows install with which I’d been living for a while, finally went crash and I ended up without it a couple of times over the past several weeks. The thing is everything is on my computer. All the work I do is on my computer. Words. Art. Websites I…