...at the old homestead. Hard to find a quiet moment.
...make Porgonade. It's probably more refreshing than green milk from a giant surf creature's udder.
These were born of "I have no idea what to cook for breakfast" and "leftovers are overrunning the fridge." I'm sorry to say I have no well-defined recipe to offer because I winged that mother. I had cooked rice, so I tossed a few handfuls of rice in the bowl. Leftover pork chop, so I... Continue Reading →
So today (Wednesday the 3rd of this brave new world of 2018) I had a mental healthcare appointment to keep (no emergencies -- in fact, I've been feeling better than I have for the past 3 or 4 years). I first set up these appointments when the family car was working, but because I am... Continue Reading →
If you haven't already seen it, the largest grasshopper I have seen in the city in many years is perched on the brown cattail in the foreground. On what the "let's spite the liberals by pooping where we eat" crowd would call a 'hippie-dippy waste of money,' a patch of wetland the size of a... Continue Reading →
...because the nature of short stories, for me, demands slow consumption (I wonder if that's why I almost always write them slow, too. Putting them down halfway through for days or even longer before finishing them. Hmmmm). I don't mean short stories are automagically HALLELUJAH THE CLOUDS PART AND A RAY OF EPIPHANY TRANSFIXES MY... Continue Reading →
If you don't "got chai", I have been playing with recipes and variations for a few months and have settled on a recipe that I really enjoy. Maybe you'll enjoy it too -- you might want to start with half quantities if you're not used to highly spiced food and drink. This version makes... Continue Reading →
Children (my 2 youngest, 3 and 5) in the shadow of a gnarled ancient of a gum tree, with an electrical substation lurking behind. Kind of a metaphor for our world, isn't it? As a bonus, the yellow vest is a Batman vest and the brown jacket is a print of Chewbacca's torso. Geek life... Continue Reading →