Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

Oh January.  January, January, what are you doing to me?   I think January 2009 will go down as one of the most stressful of my adult life.  It’s winter, too, which doesn’t freaking help matters.  I need a distraction.  Free entertainment is hard to come by in 30 some degree weather.   What to do,…

An employee of mine has been sentenced to 7 years.  It’s all a matter of public record, but I won’t share his name or crime.  Just that I liked him, he was a good employee, I believe he is guilty of making poor choices in marriage but that is all.  He was allowed to call…

Yesterday we were chillin’ in the cramped confines of our “office” – which is really a tiny bedroom that has the tv, computer, a bookshelf, and a couch squeezed into it, leaving almost no room for people. Also in this room are piles of Dad’s books and two big file boxes that we dragged out…

When I was fourteen I had to overcome a painful shyness. . .   Er.  No.  Erase.  Begin again.   The year traveling in Australia is one I class as the most . . .   Well.  Not quite.  What about –   My years as a naturalist gave me a deep sense of urgency…

Satellite photo of the inauguration.   Thanks, Stank!