Hi to everyone reading this. (And Thanks) And although it's a bit late, wishing you all a happy and blessed New Year This has been a wild, or Wilde, start for us into the new year. As in: Christmas eve found us circling Gutenberg City and playing musical churches- each church we were a member … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: So Why Is Oscar Wilde Dancing The Can-can In “Die Fledermaus?”
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And Gutenberg Lived Here: On Time, Its Essence, And Cha-Cha-Cha.
31- 12- 2017 here. Still And time for a quick look back at: Workin' nine to five And every other bizarre moment of a to others odd, but to me fulfilling, way of life- except, of course, for the time I take off for to cook meals I have carefully researched to make healthy, and … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: On Time, Its Essence, And Cha-Cha-Cha.
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Hark, Is That A Parrot I Hear?
A couple of weeks ago, I got a mail in my box telling me about holiday gifts and toys, and warning me which ones can be switched on to listen in on your family. The list ranged from tvs, refrigerators and other kitchen appliances, to children's toys, including bears, and even to electric toothbrushes. (Why … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Hark, Is That A Parrot I Hear?
And Poirot Lived Here: Penn And Teller And The Murder On The Orient Express.
Nearly two weeks ago we went to visit an old friend, born in 1854, and thus well over 163 years old, by last count. He was taking a small busman's holiday, you see, mon Dieu, on the Orient Express. Fantastic wide vistas, a compartment of travelling companions, mostly all over seventy, and almost all obsessed … Continue reading And Poirot Lived Here: Penn And Teller And The Murder On The Orient Express.
And A Maine Coon Cat Lived Here: Wondering Gaels.
I just finished reading a wonderful blog, called Irish Christmas traditions at Wandering Gaels and it started me thinking about my own wandering Gael family, and our more than California-ized Christmas traditions. I would like to share a few of them with you. Picture if you will: Christmas eve morning. My mother, an early riser, … Continue reading And A Maine Coon Cat Lived Here: Wondering Gaels.
And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sumer Is Icumin In
And the next line, thanks to a beautiful medieval song from about 1261, is "loudly sing cucco." Yup. Those medieval birds were definitely loud. And knew how to sing. And enjoy the fact that summer was coming. And the people who sang it also. So why Summer is a-comin in, now, "amid the snows of … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: Sumer Is Icumin In
And Gutenberg Lived Here: From Death to Christmas- Pass The Chocolate.
It's freezing here. And grey. And the local doctors, life coaches, night education classes and sun studios are doing a booming business in winter depression cures. Not helped along much by the fact the local carnival clubs have all called it a day until February, at least, to make room for the six weeks, now … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: From Death to Christmas- Pass The Chocolate.
And We All Lived Here: Have You Ever Wondered?
Have you ever wondered what happened to the first words ever made- The words sent out. And let flow into the earth, Where they mixed with tungsten, And lead, And all the other earthly elements, Until a particular mix was formed That held them solidly in place, And allowed everyone to feel the power of … Continue reading And We All Lived Here: Have You Ever Wondered?
And Gutenberg Lived Here: When Is A Turkey A Taurus?
Yesterday being T-day, I did a little thinking, And Thanking: both still around, both still happily married, both with big plans for the future. And then got on to the logistic problems: Where to get a turkey, How to avoid being invited to a large thanksgiving party for people who once lived in the US. … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: When Is A Turkey A Taurus?
And Gutenberg Lived Here: I’ve Got To Stop Reading Science News.
Yes, I know it's my own fault, but some days, after getting up at five, looking out the window at freezing frost-covered ground, dumping large amounts of jump-start coffee into yourself, in the hope it is all a bad dream, and you will wake up and find it is actually June, and you are in … Continue reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: I’ve Got To Stop Reading Science News.
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