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some things better left (almost) unsaid
For the first time in quite awhile, of necessity, a friends-locked post. Schmups, mh, jk, mf, and other lurking friends, if you really want to know (it's not that exciting), just ask. -
to be of use
Last year I glossed over this story a bit, because I had a different reason for the telling. A re-telling, for context ( Read more... ) -
Resolved
To do a more efficient job of not starting seeds inside this year ( Read more... ) -
In Which Frog Becomes Less of a Luddite
This is not the kind of reflective, glowy, epiphany post you'd expect from me at this time of year. Eventually I'll get around to that. For now I wish to announce: I got an iPod for Christmas and Good God it has changed my life already.
Carry on. -
And at the End of the Day
In the office, my parents dancing to Jimmy Durante. -
Awful or hilarious? Out of the mouth of my late (step) great grandfather
Ol' man John Moody wuz the contrariest man thet ever lived -- if he crapped a-pile an' it didn' stack up t'suit 'im he'd kick it over an' do another'n!
The consensus amongst the Arkies is that JR talked like this because he was from Mississippi. -
Because You Really Want to Know
Atlanta finally is getting some rain. Warm rain, in fact. So warm that I just walked outside with no coat, and barefoot...
Relatives in the South? Totally convenient. -
Now y'all, let me tell ye somethin'
Not quite sure why it took me so long to figure out that my wacky Southern relatives are awesome (well, except for the batshit crazy ones, but I mostly ignore those), but they are. There's an art to Southern supper conversation, and it consists of meandering stories prefaced with either, "Y'all let me tell ye somethin'" or "Well, one story leads t' ( Read more... ) -
one or the other
seven days, and ( Read more... ) -
Small World
Yesterday, while changing trains at Park Street, I crossed paths with a friend from high school. This would be unremarkable, except that: 1. I don't live in Boston, and 2. I went to high school in Germany.