Archive for June, 2010
If The Lord (or Nicholas Cage) Ran The Internet
Alright, folks…I’ve been look forward to this interview for a long time. Here’s why: when I started WiP, I designed the layout and color scheme, etc., etc., and then went in search of someone who could give it a brain. Meaning, power under the hood. Meaning, I need to be able to launch missiles from NORAD and I’m sort of
Working Part Time
Okay, I’m going to sort of plug something and someone here so bear with me. My sister, Pam, has this knack for taking what I would call junk and turning it into what I would call Cool Junk (ha ha, kidding). Actually, she is really talented at rummaging through attics, garage sales, and back lots in God-knows-what part of town…so
In The Middle Of Our Street
That look is headed for Broadway. We know this because that’s Chloe and she is the street’s up-and-coming ballerina. And though she wasn’t on stage and this wasn’t a performance, I couldn’t help but realize the kid knows how to look into a camera. At least long enough so as not to mess up her art work, that is. And
Blog About Blogging – Part II
(The second in a series of posts on the creating of Waltzing in Perdition.com For the first, click here.) My brain split in two and I had to concentrate very hard to listen to her and take in the fine points of the article about the camera with the left side while, at the same time, do my best to
The Pool
If you don’t have a neighborhood pool, get one. And if your kids complain every summer morning because they have to get up before God turns the air on and get in it for swim team practice, ignore them and tell them that Back In My Day I had to walk to summer swim team practice in the snow! If
From Everlasting to Everlasting
When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the galactic bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the ballroom, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that
Watch Kirsten Undress
Don’t even pretend you didn’t click on that so fast you almost hurt yourself. I meant undress some cabinets. Which is what we found Kirsten (our wonderful neighbor) doing today when Beta Male came barging into my studio with, “Dad! Kirsten wants you to come see her project!” Which I did and right away, too. If there’s one thing I
And He Will Direct Your Path
You can imagine the way I put my hand to the proud heart beating within my chest when I happened upon the journal Alpha Male kept at camp. I found it while examining the small pile of items I’d taken out of the studio during remodeling, and now sifted through to determine their worthiness (or lack thereof), and whether to
Real Estate
All done. I cleaned out the overgrown grass, liberated a dozen very healthy raspberry plants, and discovered several more hiding under the overgrowth. But look at all that real estate! Woo hoo!! Cute Redhead has already transplanted irises and lilly from the front gardens so I better move quick if I’m going to have anything to say about the strawberries
The Magical Elvitas
If you have sunglasses, I might suggest you don a pair before gazing too long at that photo. And if you’re a married man, I might suggest you suspend the part of your Male Limbic Brain governing What’s Fair. Meaning, the part where you’ve been trying to get your wife on the same page with something for years…but which she
