Month: December 2024

There is a tiresome account below of our new refrigerator. =========== 12/16: Gary alerts me that the refrigerator is out. Because I am not the sick one, I move all the food to the immortal Amana in the garage and the freezer in the basement and suggest he call a repairman or buy a new…

Did you like Minute by Minute, the cable show that stepped you through a disaster and every link in the chain of events? I know I did. I love the idea you could take what must have felt like chaos and then slow it down and make sense of it. So now there’s this Disaster…

Did you know was when gymnasts do their floor exercises, they are doing tumbling and the like on a floor that has springs underneath? Literally. The physical therapist told me that the competition floor sits on top of a lot of springs. I mean, good for them, but then I began to wonder, when did…

I cannot tell you how infuriating this probate has been, like the arrow in Zeno’s Paradox I just eternally … get almost there … almost. And yet, earlier this month I did have some tangible proof of progress: a check. Of course, it was a check that seemed difficult to cash. After I got past…

Now that the eternal purgatory of the Granceil painting is over and my confidence is a sloppy puddle of debris, I return to the benchmark test of the croquet balls, mallet, and small mason jar. Try 1: 2018 Try 2: later, 2018 It’s a test so many things: can I draw an ellipse? (There are…

Well, darn, Gary thinks his sores might be caused by wheat, so no waffles for Christmas morning. I mean, I could make myself waffles and make him watch, which is always fun, but that’s not the tradition. The only card came from the lawn-mowing service; the only present was self-selected from HR choices. Choices which,…

This morning I woke up to two hot and timely bits of news. Hot thing number 1: The Sun The Parker Solar probe zipped by the sun at 5:53 am today. It’s been near the sun, but this is the closest flyby ever. Still about four million miles above the surface, but close enough to…

On Friday I opened my Starwalk 2 application to see where the Moon was that morning, and a little animated Santa zoomed past the moon on some kind of Santa Rocket. Charmed! Also, you can see the moon there by the front paw of Leo, and I never thought about it before but I suppose…

Truck: as in “I don’t have no truck with cheaters and liars.” Evidently, “truck” once meant “Small items of little value” (or, similarly, “vegetables”) and then it became a verb meaning to barter or swap small items. Go here and listen to “No Truck,” an excellent song by Kate Miller-Heidke.