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Long ago I read an interesting concept. The author claimed that all of us awaken with one question foremost in our minds. For some of us, the question is: What day is this? For others, the question is: Where am I? I have no idea if this is true, and I’ll confess that I often wondered a bit about the Where-am-I? sort of people, but I can testify that I’m …[MORE] I am a priest, laboring over a papyrus. Mine are the sacred symbols. With them, I extol the victories of our glorious ruler and invoke the protection of the gods. My symbols may be carved in stone, but their message is aimed at the stars. I am a young nobleman, scribe to the king. I kneel over a wet clay tablet and cut wedged …[MORE] Whenever a movie inspires a television spinoff, we need to beware. Such second-generation productions are often really terrible. On a few rare occasions, though, a thoroughly average movie has given rise to a really exceptional television series. Here are three of my favorite examples. Alien Nation – This sci-fi take on the buddy cop theme made for some fine television time. The slower pace …[MORE] FALLOW—usually cultivated land that is allowed to lie idle during the growing season; the tilling of land without sowing it for a season Recently I addressed the question of what I’m doing in retirement and gave my best answer. While it remains my best answer, though, it’s not the only answer. I’ve embraced a number of responses to that question, …[MORE] Eyebrows channel sweat Patch of blue iris Luscious blackberries A recent news article concerned accusations of racism after some talking head on television used the phrase “your cotton-pickin’ mind”. I didn’t hear the exchange, and I have no idea whether or not there were any intended racist overtones attached to the phrase. The important word here, I think, is “intended”. Any of us can be guilty of using a …[MORE] My golden retriever Freeway loved garbage day with great fervor. She relished the ritual we developed for the task. To begin with, she got to be off-leash. That was a rare treat for her. She pranced alongside me as I rolled the bin to the street, and on its return trip after collection. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and garbage day became less a chore …[MORE] I’ve always been a big music fan. I remember the Beatles’ Ed Sullivan appearance vividly. I thrilled to the Monkees. I listened to the radio, played 45s on my portable record player and danced along with the TV dance shows from the earliest years I can remember. One of my first big dollar purchases was a component stereo system. …[MORE] I was talking with a friend the other day and the subject of stress arose. I had to admit that when it comes to stress, I’m on the low end of the curve. Without a roommate, partner or children, my daily stresses are pretty much limited to bills and traffic. The sources of our daily stress are often beyond our control, …[MORE] One of the reasons I last disrupted this blog was my despair over the current political situation. I didn’t want my blog to spiral into a downward descent of ranting, but I wasn’t sure I could avoid it. Once or twice I’ve been moved to compose a long, impassioned essay about some hot potato or other, but so far …[MORE] |
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