My reading time has been pretty severely curtailed for the last few weeks, for a number of reasons; but the past few days I’ve been struggling for time to read an intriguing bit of wordcraft called Other Lives, Other Selves: A Jungian Psychotherapist Discovers Past Lives. As y’all know, I’ve been somewhat on the fence…
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New Stuff and Counting
Yay! We did score the dinette set we wanted and it turned out to be even better than we’d hoped! While the picture only shows 2 chairs, there are four. The whole thing is pub height so we tucked the other two against our breakfast bar to make better use of space. The set is…
ET Phone Home – While You Can
I love the Internet. Truly I do. But occasionally it can scare the shit out of you, and all the more because you realize how right it is. There were a couple of articles today that caught my attention, one I thought was just kind of eerie, the other flatly terrifying. Either carries some mighty…
One more super glue song
I found this on Fark.com and figured I’d inflict one more guaranteed-to-be-hummed-to-yourself example. I dare you. But seriously – you really should listen and consider that this is ONE. PERSON. playing this whole thing, on one instrument. Let’s not discuss the “too much time on her hands” aspect, just listen. See what I mean? And…
That Song That Sticks In Your Brain
It’s been one of those mornings – it’s 5am now and I’ve been awake for more than an hour thanks to arthritis. I’ll survive, obviously (and with much thanks to Ibuprofin – the prescription stuff the doctor gave me is utterly useless.) It’s still frustrating to miss out on sleep because of this crap. Aaaaaanyway……