I’m nearing the end of my time in Montreal – it’s been a lovely few days with some nice art discoveries (Kent Monkman — I saw another one of his works today), nice long walks, and some good food.
This is not actually my first time in Montreal – in fact, Montreal was the first [...]
Sometimes, when I hope people aren’t listening, I would sing to myself a song that I remember from my childhood — a promotional song for Star Trek (TOS) reruns.
Somehow YouTube’s algorithms pulled it up and put it in my recommended viewing list.
I probably shouldn’t post it here. But I am.
Back in September while visiting my Mom, there was a brief conversation about how times have changed – with respect to women.
She observed that when she got married to my Dad that she adopted his name – and I do not just mean his surname, but his full name. When she filled out mail [...]
Smiley Middle School
Now that my friends have kids of school age, I’m starting to hear some interesting stories about schools and how bad their administrations are. Fighting strange school policies on behalf of their kids is a refrain I’m hearing more and more.
Listening to the stories reminded me of a story from [...]
The Four Corners — right at the center.
Today’s adventure took us (on this segment of the trip, I’ve been joined by Cynical Queer, but I was navel gazing when talking about the railroad, so he wasn’t introduced then) to the Four Corners Monument, which is nicely located at the corners of four states: [...]
The 8:45 heading north.
Back in the 1980s my Uncle – a great man who has since passed on – arrived in Denver to take me on a trip: We flew from Denver to Durango on an Aspen Airways Convair. In Durango we stayed at the Strater Hotel and, as the main featured activity, [...]
Lance Armstrong’s bicycle.
Today, while doing cardio at the gym, I noticed CNN announcing that Lance Armstrong has apparently told Oprah that he did use drugs.
It would be poetic if I could say that I watched this while spinning, but I was actually on the elliptical machine; spinning was accomplished Sunday and I [...]
No, it’s not my birthday, but it is an important day for me: My mom was 14,095 days old when she gave birth to me.
Practically speaking, it means that I am, today, exactly half of my Mother’s age.
This weekend I’m in Portugal, specifically Costa da Caparica – a smallish resort city just south [...]
I was vaguely aware that 20 years ago I graduated from high school – and that there would be a reunion of some kind.
There was: it was this past Saturday, and I missed it.
Even had I been within reasonable range (5,000 miles is not, 50 is), I wouldn’t have gone because I detest [...]