I can’t shake the strangeness I feel – in the warehouse, at dinner, driving home, recuperating from it all. We spent the day in Cartersville, which is only about 40 miles, but it felt as though we went on an exotic journey. The town itself is like a set in a Wild West movie. Pawn … read more In the warehouse
Tag: 2005
Wall hangings
I was fussing about the Baloch tapestries. They had been hanging on the wall at Azalea, and the debris from the tree crashing into the house had gotten into them. They were sent to the cleaners with the other textiles. Some items were deemed “non-restorable” because they couldn’t be cleaned. The cleaners sent me a … read more Wall hangings
Train of thought
At the beginning of recovery from brain surgery, I couldn’t pay attention long enough to read anything, play a game, or even follow the plot of a movie. I was afraid that would last forever. I have a subscription with Lumosity for brain-training games. They are designed to improve your memory, attention, flexibility, problem-solving, and speed. … read more Train of thought
The F Framework
Today I wrote the following paragraph – wait, have some caffeine before you read it to prevent from falling into a deep sleep. Activities for this project all fall under the standard indicators at the levels of element 1.3.5-8, and more specifically under 1.6.1-14, 2.4.2-5, and 2.4.2-8, of the F Framework Governing Justly and Democratically (GJD). … read more The F Framework
Little squealers
As we were driving out of the Chattahoochee National Forest yesterday, two little brown dogs suddenly popped out and began crossing the road. Then they turned – and they weren’t dogs. They were PIGLETS. Furry, with brown stripes. When they saw us in Xena and heard the growl of her engine, they squealed and went flying down … read more Little squealers
Honestly Amy
I admit it: I am an impatient and intolerant reader. Bad writing and stupidity will send me into a rant against an author after a mere page, and I have no compunction about ditching a book completely. I recently assigned myself to read memoirs written by survivors of ruptured brain aneurysms, since I’ve been thinking … read more Honestly Amy
Overcooked
What’s wrong with this picture? Nothing, according to lots of people who saw it on the Facebook page of Robert Elzey. They called this and similar photos that he shot in a local garden “gorgeous” and “beautiful” and “vivid.” I’d call it overcooked. This was apparent even to a non-photographer, who said, “I don’t like the color … read more Overcooked
Let it snow
Things weren’t going well even before the snowstorm began. The day started with a leak in the kitchen ceiling – and a basement that’s flooded again. My regular plumber came out, but said he couldn’t do the job OR install the new water heater. And the plumber he referred me to can’t come until Monday. … read more Let it snow
Sad stories
The top three bestsellers in Amazon’s “Memoirs” category: A young neurosurgeon gets cancer and dies A young woman grows up next to Rocky Flats, a secret nuclear weapons plant that is poisoning her town A letter from an African American man to his son, “a searing meditation on what it means to be black in America today” … read more Sad stories
It’s about time
For about a week now, I’ve been watching some free videos from the Self-Publishing School. Within the first minute of the first video, I was rolling my eyes at this guy, Chandler Bolt. So young. So enthused. So certain that he can make anyone a best-selling author. So obvious in his marketing style. So why … read more It’s about time