When you decide, out of some strange form of craziness, probably having to do with musicians’ overwork, due to the holiday season, to take part in a project to write on a pre-fixed topic,, somehow you know that: no matter what the topic was SUPPOSED to be, it will turn … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Does That Sleigh Have Brake Lights, Mr Claus?
This week’s topic came to me suddenly, in a flash. Probably from re-reading too much of Dorothy Sayers Lord Peter Whimsey. Or from a description by a very large ex dancer from my high school about how he manoeuvred his “buffalo-petite” frame as a Samoan fire and knife dancer. … Continue Reading I Think My Dancing School Diploma Just Expired
Yesterday, the love of my life- He who spends immense amounts of professional time doing all kinds of odd things to helpless little Deltas and Epsilons, gave me the news: “Get the glad rags on, she who is occasionally math wife. We’re going to do the town. The department is … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Harry Potter Versus Hairy Potter
“Ten signs of physical aging-” taken from a women’s magazine discovered in a doctor’s office- naturally. You don’t think I would buy something like this, do you? “Lose weight by eating cabbage till you stink, “do fourteen sets of repetitions for your rear end only…” Anyway, as I said… from … Continue Reading Aging…? I’m Not A Cheese
Yesterday was world licorice day. As I found out when I turned on the tv news, hoping against hope for a quick catch-up on the world situation, with my breakfast tea, before getting dragged into speculation, momentarily correct statistics, and long prognoses of the current war. Not to mention the … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: World Licorice Day
A couple of days ago, I got in a discussion with a very interesting, and down-to-earth writer, GrannyMar Who writes of memories, joyful moments, and with a downright respect of solid and decent food. That got me thinking. Standard in our home, was always a simple, honest meal of tomatoes, … Continue Reading Of Shavians, Diets, And Oat Cuisine
The old days? I mean, the good old days I would understand. Way back in the 1800’s, when we rode our horses through the tall prarie grass that tickeled the bottom of our boots, and the sun beat down on our straw hats, as we stopped at the fishing hole … Continue Reading Ye Olde Days
Warning: non-humorous thought piece. This is a Tuesday prompt from the Helmsley editors at Writers’ Den. The task is to start with their first sentence. She ducked behind the wall, sheltering herself from the blast. His breath was a form of dragon breath she had not been subjected to … Continue Reading Dragons’ Breath, Writers’Breath, Save Your Breath
When you are carless, you learn who you really are. Not that we usually drive everywhere. ie Due to the narrow streets here, castled walls, city gates, one way everywhere, not to mention the road construction on a tourist fast train none of us wanted, you can spend a lot … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Taxi, Taxi
Yesterday I got a notification that a blogpost I didn’t write had been sent out in full force, and was now being followed by two new bloggers. Which is a cute trick, since, as I just said, I DIDN’T WRITE IT. Yo ho ho. I had been pirated. At WordPress. … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Yo Ho Ho, It Wasn’t From Me
Here we are, one foot into April, and a lot of us are still hanging back, hoping against hope if we stall long enough, the next holiday will finally appear on the horizon. The problem however, isn’t really in our hands. It’s in the hands of whoever decided that: in … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Enough With The Rabbit Already
I promised to someone recently to write on the topic of April Fool, then realized the obvious: A fool only in April? That’s not a lot of room to manoever. And, do I have to be a fool for all of April or can I just mess up once, but … Continue Reading April Fool- What, Only April?