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GOOD NEWS ABOUT SEARCHING FOR INFORMATION In a world befuddled by dis-information or mis-information, a beacon of light appears in Tressie Macmillam Cottom’s column, “How to Avoid Drowning in an Ocean of Information”. I found it this morning, just in … Continue reading →

I intended for this post to be posted several weeks ago, but things kept cropping up.  For example, I had the introductory sentence, which connected the disparate ideas.  ‘Tis the season to be jolly, grateful, generous, and thinking about things. … Continue reading →

MINUTES OF THE POETRY CLUB, September 15, 2021 Intrepid Convener Gary, as always, set our task: to write two Limmericks [sic] in the style of Gary.  I amended the task.              Limerick 1:  AND NOW, … Continue reading →

 Weather here was record-setting and almost intolerable for 3 days, but Charlie stretched out on the exercise equipment in the AC-ed  gym and I read (Val McDermid’s latest Karen Pirie mystery, Still Life.) liked it, and wilted  and we survived.  … Continue reading →

SEATTLE HAD SNOW, 6 inches of snow.  That was Saturday and Sunday.  Charlie and I frolicked in the snow.  See picture below. Today is Tuesday.  SEATTLE HAS SLUSH and, maybe 50 degrees.  Pray for a drying wind. But snow is … Continue reading →

Thank heavens!  It’s a New Year and a  a new beginning.       Here’s to all the good that portends. Good news is we’ve made it this far.  We just need to get through the next two weeks of muzzling … Continue reading →

O HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY! Most significantly, I am thankful for the half of the voters who gave us a generous future and for the other half who, but for a few, didn’t try to kill our democracy. I am hugely … Continue reading →

It’s a little exciting. Two of you asked what I have been reading during COVID.  Among my faithful readers, two requesters is Legion.  So this is a little exciting.  But let’s face it: COVID or not, I read a lot. … Continue reading →

It’s a dark, very dark day…  Charlie says the apocalypse is upon us; the viral and wildfire smokey particulates are winning.  Disaster Trump  lurks.  And wonderful RBG dies.  I call it the big unpleasantness, because I am his mother.       … Continue reading →

We are one with “social distancing” and “shelter in place”, with boxed meals set outside the door, Charlie’s workshop masks at the ready, and my 2′ poker still good for pushing buttons and  better than anything else for keeping people … Continue reading →