Weather Highs and Lows

The temperature reached about a hundred, today, and I… well… I went on my standard three mile hike after work. For those of you who are new to my blog, yes… I was fairly well prepared, and didn’t take any major risks. Lots of fluids. Lots of electrolytes. And I kept track of my heart

A Subdued Thanksgiving

I had a Thanksgiving post scheduled to go, yesterday. I pulled it at the last minute because it didn’t really fit my current mood. I’m not sure that it would have fit anybody’s current mood. I had a pretty mellow Thanksgiving this year. Just two of us, and not at Waffle House, either. All said

Luncheon With the Future Mrs. You Bastard

In one of the more misguided social-distancing efforts, tables have been removed from the break room, and chairs have been removed from the tables that are left. That would be all fine and good, but the truth of the matter is that it forces people to sit together (even when they wouldn’t have, before) and

Being Eaten By a Swarm of Bears While Thinking About What If

I spent three nights in the tent last week. The low temperature was in the teens, and my high sleep score (Thank you, FitBit.) was 82. That is, I slept “better” in the tent than I usually do in the house. (Possibly because the sleeping bag has a few straitjacket tendencies, so there’s less tossing

Index Cards and Coffee Might Save My Life

The wind is blowing in hard and cold, and you can hear it creeping around between the houses. This is the week it’s finally supposed to get really, truly, properly cold. I’m not that much of a winter person, and even less so, when it’s cold and cloudy. I worked my way through a bunch

Unpopular Opinion Coming Through

Over my lunch hour, today, I got caught at the chatty table. I’m not exactly sure how that happened. Poetic justice, really. I sat down at the empty table, and wouldn’t you know it? Ten minutes later, it was the social event of the season. Women talking about their sons and grandsons, and the wonderful

The Evening News: A Content Warning

So, one of the guys I work with stomps into the break room the other day, and announces… loudly, and with great consternation: THERE ARE WOMEN DRESSED AS VAGINAS ON THE SIX O’ CLOCK NEWS. When the kids… and THE SIX O’ CLOCK NEWS. (There may or may not have been more to the conversation,

I’m a Recovering Crime Writer, Not a Lawyer.

I’ve been watching one of those social-media explosions, lately. Let’s see if I can even find video without commentary attached… There is more video than this, but a huge number of the copies I’ve seen include people speculating about what happened, so I’ll let you look them up yourself. She was 19 years old (note

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