Multiple Projects and the Bullet Journal

I added a couple more spreads to the bullet journal today.  You know those Instagram posts with the bullet journals that are full-on artistic masterpieces? That’s not me. This is more down-and-dirty, functional bullet journaling. Not so much as a butterfly sticker here. So, what I’m trying to do is keep up drafting momentum from

IWSG: Talking Myself Out Of Ideas

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG and hashtag is #IWSG.   The awesome co-hosts for the

And the Ashfall Fossil Beds…

Somewhere in the northern part of Nebraska… nestled between grass-covered hills… is a prehistoric watering hole where animals caught in a super volcano were fossilized.  The site is far enough away from the volcano, itself that death wasn’t instant. They died over the course of weeks after the eruption. This is a working dig site,

Yes, There Will Be Pictures…. And History

I spent a good chunk of my time off hiking around a few of Nebraska’s fine state parks. I know Nebraska is supposed to be flat, but the trail just kept going up and up and up. I’ll post more pictures when I get a chance. For now, I think I’m going to get a

At Least the AI Loves Me

I’ve started getting Jetpack’s e-mails on the subject of why I should not give up blogging, why this is better than Facebook or Instagram, and why the key to more viewers is more blog posts. I believe the email mentioned SEO, which is a nice way of saying I should cram more keywords into my

At Any Rate…

For some reason–I am still trying to figure out exactly what reason– I decided a long walk would not be completely insane today. Long? It was only about three miles (which brings my total to around 9, so far.), but I’m fairly sure I get bonus points, due to the fact that it was 94

The Dangers of Hanging Out With Geneticists

My little craft project for the week is a birthday gift for a family friend. I’m not sure how I got nominated for this. Probably just too stupid to see the work wedged in between fits of flattery. (We need something creative. Karen…. you’re creative. You do something.) By the time I figured it out,

My Day, So Far

I spent most of today working on a “free upgrade” which is supposed to make my internet faster, better, stronger than before. By “free upgrade” what’s actually meant is, please, can we get this over with before it’s made mandatory? And “By the way, we may have to re-wire your entire house.” Cue the weeping

The View From My Kitchen

It’s Wednesday evening, and I’m boiling a pair of shoes. Street shoes. One at a time, because I don’t actually have a pot that’s big enough to boil both shoes at once. Don’t ask questions. Well, the goal is to make the shoes mold to a particularly tricky set of feet. Essentially, I’m hoping to

And in Real Life…

I finally got in contact with a co-worker who was supposed to leave a short story for me, and–** sigh of relief**–it turns out her printer broke down. Which means that I have not left her story wandering around town unsupervised. So, when the printer is back online… I still get a copy of the

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