He’s gone. I’m flying out to Louisville for the funeral Thursday. Sigh. Such a cheerful, unique personality. As a friend put it, cancer bites. God bless you little Joe! You are already missed.
Stories from Oz – The Olympic Stadium I
“Next Stop: Homebush!” The train is so crowded we can barely breathe. My boyfriend at the time is short – all I can see is the tip of his baseball cap through the sea of people. It is hot and doesn’t smell great, but the ride is pretty short from Circular Quay down…
Consider Me Tagged!
My friend Amanda (not to be confused with my sister Amanda) has tagged me with this quiz. Therefore, I MUST take it . . . Four Jobs I’ve Had in My Life: 1. Actor 2. Baker 3. Living History Re-enactor 4. Yosemite Tour Guide Four Movies I Could Watch Over and Over: 1. …
The Lawnmower
Feeling sort of melancholy lately. Probably has to do with the dreary weather: days and sunless days of chilly rain, dim murky light, oppressive cloud cover. Yuck. Anyway, Darlin’ and I are doing quite well, my Twisted Sister is happy, the cat is thriving, and yet my mind wants to dwell on cheerless gray thoughts. …
Certified Tapeworm
I have become a tapeworm. I am an avid reader. Anyone who has seen my library, which takes up half of my roughly 400SF shed, can attest to this. Incidentally, it is in the shed because it didn’t fit in the house, which proclaims both the size of my bibliotheca and the lack of…