Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
Jiminy Christmas – glad I don’t live on the East Coast. Or anywhere near the Gulf of Mexico. Or in Cali, Washington, or Oregon. For my friends who do, I hope you’re safe, dry, and well away from the wildfires. Yeah, we’re ready to ditch the desert when I retire, hopefully in a couple of…
Y’all, this laptop was beating up on my last nerve, and that nerve snapped today. I was getting multiple crashes every damned day, generating different error messages. I mean, I’m a tech myself, for goodness sake. I’m usually the one fixing stuff, not the other way around. I was ready to throw in the towel…
It’s obviously not Christmas. Other than a line in a holiday poem, I dunno what a wildflower has to do with Christmas, anyway. But thistles, despite their purple flowers, are tenacious and thorny plants, spreading by the thousands in all directions. Imagine your job is to halt their spread nationwide, and you’re given a one-hour…
The picture at the top of the page may not win any photography competitions, but the chicken pasta salad it depicts tasted good, which trumps photo quality in my book. It’s massively-doctored Suddenly Salad. The boxed pasta only made up about a third of what was in the bowl. I added coarsely-chopped chicken, sliced baby…
Since my handful of readers aren’t familiar, here’s some perspective on why we picked a tiny dot on the map as our landing point, vs. Flagstaff or similar. Aside from lower lodging costs, Williams is actually a cool place, itself: We knew it was a historic town. We were hoping for mid-century kitsch. Looks like…