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We lost a good one today.
Lifting a glass tonight for Mitch O'Neill, aka Eion McKay. It's too soon.
Absent friends.
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Scary things, for the win. Or "speak the truth, even though your voice trembles"
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Oh, look, there it is
I'm not exactly sure what "it" is, mind. Optimism? Hope? Sense of humor? Really don't know. But it's there ( Read more... ) -
I THINK that went well ...
I had the interview at Channel 6 yesterday., at 11:30 am. It was almost 1:30 by the time I left. I talked to four people (the assistant/acting news director, the executive producer, one of the assignment editors and one of the Internet content folk) and got quick tours of the main studio and the control room, and a wee peek at the original studio, ( Read more... ) -
Mission accomplished
I had, and met, a fun challenge this week.
I was given the opportunity to write words for an AOA to be given in the near future. I had one week to turn it around, because it is, as I said, the near future!
The scribe I worked with, Mistress Ignacia, has given me words to write before and likes it when I do something that is particularly suited to ( Read more... ) -
Last night I dreamed
I dream a lot, and sometimes I remember a great deal and other times not so much.
Once I've woken up and switched to the "doze for a while before I get up" stage, I'll actually know that a dream segment is about to end and fade to white and my eyes will open before I dive under again.
It was during that phase, last night/this morning, that I dreamed ( Read more... ) -
Sumer is icumen in
Sumer is icumen in,
Lhude sing cuccu!
Groweþ sed and bloweþ med
And springþ þe wde nu,
Sing cuccu!
Awe bleteþ after lomb,
Lhouþ after calue cu.
Bulluc sterteþ, bucke uerteþ,
Murie sing cuccu!
Cuccu, cuccu, wel singes þu cuccu;
Ne swik þu nauer nu.
Pes:
Sing cuccu nu. Sing cuccu.
Sing cuccu. Sing cuccu nu!
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My beloved has returned
Actually, he came back last night; so for a full day now, home has been "home" again.
We can, and (obviously) occasionally do, operate separately. But we're better when we can be together.
As predicted, last night, the felines mobbed him, and the dog slept on my feet.
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Well, then.
While I was in the shower sobbing, Patrick called back. A lady found Rosie down by the tavern, pretty close by if you go cross-lots. There being no pound or similar facility, the cops told her to take the dog home for the night. My BIL went to report the lost dog to the cops, and they said, "we think we know where your dog is," called the woman and ( Read more... ) -
Good and bad
Nancy is making progress. She's able to talk and has some recognition of people, and knows she's in the hospital, though not why or which one. They've been able to schedule the surgery for her face (Wednesday). And they moved her out of the "oh shit" ward to the "shit" ward, as Patrick put it. Keep praying!
But to add to the challenge, Rosie has ( Read more... )