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10 years down the road.
I remember, through the dim fog of age, what I wanted to be when I grew up. Coming to think of it, it might not be age making things foggy, but rather my brain suffering from my lifestyle in the early 90′s… but I digress. In an oddly apropos coincidence, what I wanted to be [...]
May You Live in Interesting Times.
So I’m listening to Tori Amos, again. And to The Bangles, for, er, reasons you don’t need to know (the appeareance of Charlie Daniels’ ‘The Devil Went Down to Georgia’ in my playlist is quite unconfirmed). I’m also trying to decide if I want to download some MP3′s from indie bands recommended by my favorite [...]
A Small Yuletide Interlude by The Husband.
Good afternoon. Feel free to picture me sitting in a comfortable leather armchair, pipe in hand and wearing a painfully red smoking jacket, placid smile upon my lips and a slightly furrowed brow to crown my very earnest but altogether open and friendly expression. You’ll have to picture this, see, because the last time I [...]
Chutzpah.
Firstly, sorry to have let Ann have free rein with her blog for a loooong time, what with missing promised updates and whatnot: with the end of year coming and world economics being truly the dismal science these days, I’ve had my plate full. Full, of hotdogs. Healthy hot dogs. And lack of nicotine… though [...]
…28 days later.
It’s been about a month since the cuba trip, give or take a week. Sorry for the delay, but Ann had important news to share and then I had a deluge of weirdness hit, so I had to wipe the excess off before writing again (weirdness does not, I found, stain when you wash properly [...]
Yoink.
So, here’s the thing: between being considerate and not wanting to push Ann’s contest off the top, being buried in piles of paperwork at the office (literally- do NOT stack files in piles over two feet high when a coworker might lean on the desk without warning) I’ve been putting off hijacking… ah, helping, my [...]
Feliz Cumpleaños, Ann.
Hi, all. I had been planning on doing an update on the last couple of weeks since Ann lent me her blog, including the trip to Cuba and Matt Damon, but something more important came up. It’s been about twelve years, give or take a few months (I can do that thanks to Fuzzy Guy [...]
The Stuck-Home Syndrome.
Ann’s busy doing catch-up writing. So to fill the long tea-time of the soul until she can spare some more of her attention for this space, you’re stuck with me for a few more days. It’s been good having Ann and the kids back home. We’re slowly settling back into our everyday routine, give or [...]
…she’s ba’-a-a-a-ck…
So, Monday morning, bright and early: Grab Alek (literally) and turn him away from the TV and toward his closet. Ask him to get dressed while I go shower, shave, swear to never again stay up until three in the morning watching an Azumi and Azumi 2 double feature on late night cable. Emerge, half [...]
To boldly go… and then whine about it.
The final week is winding down. Looking back on them, the past two and a half weeks have taught me a lot about life without Ann. Firstly, I am used to her company and the very palpable presence of the munchkins. Before Alek returned, I was getting to the point of holding conversations with the [...]