From the monthly archives: August 2011
Fair day again. They’re all Fair days. Tuesday was the opposite of Monday, nippy and drizzly. This depresses attendance, but not the mood; rainy-day Fairgoer are a different breed. They go straight to the Northern Implement pavilion and pick up free yellow ponchos, which makes the Fair look like it’s Cheerful Druid Day.
Up the street each night after 10:30 the neighbor hits something hard with a hammer six to eight times, the pauses for a while . I have no idea what he’s doing. I can’t imagine any activity that requires six to eight blows, each sequence spaced three to four minutes apart, repeated for 20 minutes [...]
There’s a been a bald patch in the back yard since we moved into Jasperwood, and there’s a good reason nothing grows there: a 12-inch divot of rock. Or stone. The distinction, if ever, escapes me. Over the years I’ve come to appreciate the stone; it’s the spot where I put the fireworks every Fourth. [...]
To answer a question in the comments about how much novel I’ve done this week, alas: not much. Wrote one chapter, and it was one of those recap conversations where the characters synthesize everything they’ve learned, so we all know where everything’s going. Since these usually feel like clip reels, I try to end with [...]
It never ends! Never! Believe me, there’s one more after this. As for this week, it will forever go unrecorded, lost to history forever. History will just have to deal with it.
So, go HERE for Pompeii – and perhaps the most remarkable downtown shopping mall you’ve ever seen. Bonus: it’s from the 19th [...]
Part two of the European Adventure: it’s Florence. Go HERE for more allegorical battery.
Getting there is half the fun, and getting back is 100 percent of the misery. A week ago last Friday we went to Spain, and that part was fine. But last Saturday we woke at 5:45 AM, having gone to bed late after the usual shipboard revelries, and made our way to a bar to [...]
The Bleat hereby begs your indulgence as we step away for a week to do . . . things.
Feel free to fill the comments with a long, complex thread about any subject you desire, starting with, say, your favorite year, your least favorite year, and which historical year you’d like to visit. (With [...]
I have three columns due tomorrow, so forgive me if this is a bit light. Already looking forward to next week’s Week of No Official Work, as I burn off some of that accumulated PTO. They were previously known as “vacation days,” but in the relentless need to make everything sound like a machine part [...]
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