All Purls. No Swine.
Ever since I was a small child, I’ve had difficulty finding my way. I don’t mean in spiritual, philosophical, or political matters. I think I’m pretty well grounded in all those things, and Lord knows, I have pretty firm beliefs about them too. I was lucky to be raised in a family of smart people… Continue reading Little Girl Lost
I’m 65 years old. I’ve never been much of a drinker, but I’ll cop to having been a bit sloshed a few times in my life, most of them in the distant past. As I get older though, the stuff has more of an effect on me, which is why it’s probably a good thing… Continue reading If I’m Ever Arrested, I Hope It’s For Something Like this
Well, the local distilleries are doing a booming business. Stopped out at one of my favorites the other day, and picked up a bottle of their “peated bourbon” (as good as any Islay single-malt scotch, IMHO), and had a chat with my friend Ellen, the proprietor. They’re doing great. Selling out, in fact. I didn’t stop… Continue reading Covid-19 Update from Whiskey Rebellion Country
Yes! It really is! (Who on earth comes up with these ideas?) Well, at least you can comfort yourself with a tin of everyone’s favorite sticky candy, because January 26 is also National Peanut Brittle Day. Some symbiosis (or perhaps the reverse of symbiosis) there, I think. Perhaps if you ate less of the one, you wouldn’t have… Continue reading Happy Dental Drill Appreciation Day!
I’ve gone through a little exercise, the past several New Year’s Eves, to try to sum up the year that’s passing in twelve words, one for each month. Herewith, my roundup for 2019: Softness, Family, Broken, Celebration, Construction, Sickness, Renovation, Compromise, Stabilization, Justice, Insurance, Acceptance. In no particular order: Item: Two dear friends with life-threatening illnesses, both… Continue reading Memories of 2019
Season’s Greetings! I watched a segment on Fox News Something-Or-Other this morning which triggered action for me. The segment was about Luke’s Wings, a charity dedicated to providing the families of wounded, ill, and injured, service members the means to visit them during recovery and rehabilitation. A selfless and wonderful idea. What’s not to like about that? I… Continue reading Miles for Heroes: Please Consider
So, here we are, sitting happily in our cosy little nest, while just down the road from us, and six hundred feet or so below it, the relentless cutters of the longwall mine machine advance, cutting a seven-foot high and eight-foot-at-a-time wide swath, eight hundred or so feet long, of coal, which is dumped onto… Continue reading They Are Coming
Well, here we are just a few days from the start of this year’s Indianapolis 500, and the delivery of the famous exhortation to begin. From 1977 to 2017, the phrase was amended to include “Ladies” as well, if there was one or more competing. Such a rational response in this day and age that… Continue reading Gentlemen, Start Your Bloomin’ Engines!
It seems that, after a brief intermission, the Gilet Jaunes are throwing things and setting fire to cars in the streets of Paris again (apparently they didn’t like being upstaged by France’s grande dame, and they’re peevish about the amount of money that’s been raised in very short order for the purpose of fixing her roof. Because it’s “drawn more… Continue reading Occasional Quote of the Day: “Thank God For the Stately Homes of England”