Category Archives: REALITY

This thought has been swimming in my brain a while, put off for seeking eloquence, a better way of saying it, and yet if this be my last year (or the next one, or the next), time is of the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

My mood has improved with the discovery of a key that got me finally off the streets of Silent Hill and into a new area to explore, and a prime rib roast dinner with Yorkshire Pudding I made tonight. Ah, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Nice day yesterday. In the living room, Jim reading while I fight off monsters between writing stories.  And in the background, every now and then we each look up and watch the bucking bulls and flying cowboys on tv. Continue reading →

This is sad.  Here it is, the last day of a year, and I can’t think of a single eloquent thing to say.  There is a story forming in my head, and I may post that if it comes bouncing … Continue reading → Continue reading →

That’s "politically correct" technology, I mean. Can’t help but smile at the Windows XP version of "Are you sure you want to quit this game?" from prior versions of Freecell and Solitaire: "Do you want to resign this game?" Clever … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Silently doing what I can, donating, praying, thinking. The magnitude does not relieve the grief of losing even one life.  The possibility that generations, family lineage has been wiped out in villages where all who were related lived within the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

And writing here is one of them, but there are a few gottado’s before I can sit down and tell you about my list of reading to do, my Christmas, and the acquisition of Photoshop, Illustrator, and Macromedia Studio.  But … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Guess what toys I got for Christmas–I call this one, my first, “Liquified Cars”

Merry Christmas everyone, and my best wishes for a New Year filled with good health, joy and knowledge. Continue reading →

Update:  The propane man came, and I am no longer a virgin.  Hey–wouldn’t you for heat?  It takes five minutes of holding down the pilot button before you can fire up the stove; body heat helps.  (And oh yeah, he … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Willie singing "Take me down, little Susie, take me down…" And Neha didn’t care much for my cowboy music yesterday?  While it is true, perhaps, that being here alone listening to Willie or Waylon (oooh-that sexy gruffness!) may make my … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Is it over yet–the shortest day?  Today has dawned with the dawning that the days are shortest when I need them longest, just before the Christmas crunch.  Traditions that I’ve clung to–cabinets of cookies produced for three weeks prior, the … Continue reading → Continue reading →