In the time before now when we were not yet who we are today and still not who we would become she asked me to tell her how I could be so certain. “I am because I know things and that is enough.” “That isn’t an answer. I like details. You know I like details.”… Continue reading The End Of The Slump
Category: Musing
Sometimes You Have Donuts For Dinner
I know a girl who talks about herring that tastes like butter but I have never come across such a thing and even if I had I am not sure I would choose to eat it for dinner. Got no one here to ask me what I want or suggest that I pick something else… Continue reading Sometimes You Have Donuts For Dinner
Life Is…Blurry
I wrote two posts on Saturday but the second one was superior to the first, or so it seems to me. Got Ringo singing in my ear and a million more memories floating around as I try to make sense of the inexplicable and the obvious. Purchased a plane ticket to fly back to LA… Continue reading Life Is…Blurry
Would DNA Testing Help?
When your father dies and you start to go through some of his stuff you find things that jump out at you as being emblematic of exactly who he was. Might be tools, cars, engines, or photography gear or a million other things that you recognize because you saw your father using/researching or otherwise working… Continue reading Would DNA Testing Help?