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From 106 Tuesday to long pants and long sleeves in the evening on Wednesday. Cool weekend expected, which I don’t mind; weekends usually mean doing something in the yard, and the combination of dirt, sweat, and dust from the bags of cedar chips is not something I enjoy. Never have. Some people enjoy digging in [...]
Daughter spent part of the weekend on a project devoted to the explorer De La Salle, part of the elementary school imperative to lodge a few kernels of factual information into the infinitely large marshmallow of childhood intellectual development. Even if kids knew they would be quizzed on this in 20 years, and their very [...]
Went up to Fargo this weekend. And that’s about the entirety of the story, really – as normal and simple and uneventful as any such trip could be. I needed to hit the road, drive alone for four hours and look at trees, so I did. Had intended to make a little video travel journal [...]
Best weekend ever! Again. Friday was Gnat’s 10th birthday, and it was not as screechy as previous versions. Less elaborate, fewer plans. The kids came over, ate pizza, and then we took them to the Humane Society, where the pets got the gift instead of the birthday girl. (Her choice; very proud.) We made [...]
Went up to Fargo for a day to see my dad. His wife was out, so I figured I’d keep him company for a night, grab a steak, see how things were. The drive up was longer than usual, thanks to insane cone deployment around St. Cloud: they were having a big air show, [...]
And so it begins: with spring comes the annual horrors of yard work, most of which my wife does. The garden stuff, I mean. It is left to me to get the blankety-blank wood chips, and while this year I swore I would get some stout fellows to bring them by in [...]
Easter in Fargo. I was going to go up on Saturday after the . . . what’s it called, iPad? showed up via UPS. Why, I’d almost forgot I’d ordered it! Except for the part about dreaming about it and waking twice because I thought I’d missed the delivery. There was no specified time for [...]
Wouldn’t go so far as to say a pox on this day, because that’s a bit much. You don’t want to make a big deal about something that can be easily scaled up or down without altering its essence. I’ve more to say about the day, but it will wait until [...]
Monday will be insane: the news show in the morning, then off to the Maw of America to do a piece on Sarah Palin coming to sign her book, then back to the studio to do a musical segment on the Blenders, a local vocal group you’ve probably heard, even if you didn’t know it [...]
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