Nothing we’re doing here is particularly pretty. In fact, it’s a mess. That can’t be helped...
Progress
Tag: Independence
‘We are the clouds from which the snowflakes fell’
"It’s not enough to simply ignore bad ideas."
Say it with me: ‘Deep-fried bacon’
Last night, for the first time since we returned to northern Arkansas, we dined at Jamie’s Restaurant in Harrison...
Getaway
Yes, I missed posting here yesterday. I feel bad about that but not what you'd call "guilty." I'll explain.
The Third
This is an in-between date for me. Yesterday was The Real Independence Day and tomorrow’s the Fourth of July, my favorite holiday of the year...
It’s over when I say it’s over
This is Day 356 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve. Deb and I are ok. We’re throttling-back some on the bus this weekend. Other than a few minor tasks, it’s as ready to roll as it can be...
The nine most terrifying words
It’s Day 349 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve. Deb and I are ok today. Never do I go out of my way to tune-in to Daffy McHairsniffer’s pressers — they’re not “appointment TV” (or radio) for me...
Day 316: A week of disability
It’s Day 316 of The Oligarch Olympics and Day 76 of Ohio’s Boo-Hoo Curfew. Deb and I are well. Maybe it’s the vitamins. This is also Day Seven, for me, of being “disabled” by the planet’s biggest social-media platform. I still suspect...