I really did not see the rotten peach in the basket. Or plastic see-through box, for that matter. The sal display was right inside the door, and as the first item in my cart, things disappeared from view, quickly. Shopping is a sprint sport…
posted in food | Comments Off on Blinded by the blight | 266 words
For the detective gene in all of us, there’s no better hobby than… wait for it… genealogy. Seriously. When there’s nothing else to, or lots, a bit of tree climbing will get the old endorphins moving in the bloodstream. And you will probably add another brick or two in your own personal wall.
posted in genealogy | Comments Off on The ties that bind | 267 words
Someone stopped by my cubicle this afternoon with a particular request. Could I locate a computer that went out for repairs, maybe? After some careful consideration, the simple answer is NO.
posted in education | Comments Off on Time to edit | 256 words
this morning, I was proud. I could see the big E on the wall. Tiny step, but progress. Still, not enough. Although my salt water rinse will continue, there are other plans for me.
posted in health | Comments Off on Planning for another physical change | 277 words
After an Apple kind of day, I’m still not converted. Yes, the presenter did an excellent job, and the projector worked flawlessly. No, we didn’t actually “touch” anything. Maybe next time.
posted in computing | Comments Off on A display of useless knowledge | 262 words
It uncanny! Yesterday, I mentioned my pool as a test basin for a certain red kayak. Today, the boat looks to be sporting a sold sign. I wonder if I can do that, again?
posted in food | Comments Off on Authentic flavour | 267 words
A distinct odor of burning wood coming in from outside. Considering the possibilities, I hope to hear about distant forest fires.
posted in environment, pets | Comments Off on The lonely pool | 269 words
Rarely have I felt so important. Or watched. Trying to cook and eat a good steak while under the supervision of two dogs; every move 9on my part) weighed and commented on (by them). A small dog can implore.
posted in pets | Comments Off on Under no obligation to share | 269 words
Used to be, a classic education prepared you for life in the real world. Latin. Greek. Rhetoric. The study of history, so that the future would resemble familiar ground. Or something like that.
posted in environment, technology | Comments Off on Salt their fields, not their rails | 258 words
This morning, following a hint on one of those sites that tries to educate the users of the world, I added a feature to my smartphone. I’m part of Team Android, which is a child of the Google. That should tell you the rest. Yes, Google does know everything. Watching my telephone location show up on a world map, just before the ringtone kicked in: proof that my world is interwoven. I know; at any point I can yank out the battery and go off the grid, but that’s not the point of the exercise. It’s all one. Like something out of a science fiction pulp novel from the last century. And I am powerless.
posted in economy | Comments Off on Calculated savings | 279 words
