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Category: Musing
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Argle Bargle
I’ll be the first to admit I try not to blog unless I can be cheerful. Or at least instructive. I’ve had some epic rants in the past. Today, though. I’m too tired to be ranty. This past week has been Sisyphean, and I’m not actually talking about the plague. Although that has certainly…
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Safe Following Distance
In other words, the least understood and more poorly applied rule of the road. I’ve got a longer commute now, and more importantly, this one takes me up on the interstate highway for a good portion of my trip. I’ve begun to realize I find myself muttering the mantra, safe following distance. SFD! Do…
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Weekend Revelries
It’s snowing outside my house. Spring was tantalizingly close last week, and here we are under a nice blanket of snow. I expected this from February, to be honest. I can live with snow – I have a nice warm house, plenty of food, no need to leave and drive… until tomorrow anyway. I’ve…
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Short Bites
I don’t have time for a post this morning. So I’ll throw a couple of interesting tidbits here, and maybe manage a whole post later. Or not. First, this story really gets me. I grew up in the Frozen North. I know just how close to death these people came. All I can say…
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Pieces of Universe on my Desk
My mind outraces my body at times. I was sitting here watching a video on watercolor painting, because it’s been so long since I picked up a paintbrush, and my hands ache with the memory of creating in that specific way. I painted, digitally, yesterday. But it didn’t feel the same. It’s not that…
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12 Minutes
I’m tired. I wish there were another way to start the week than this feeling of weary heaviness. Forward… onward… one foot in front of the other slog through it all to the end, where you can do it all over again. Weekends are the two days where life happens, and if you happen…
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The Elusive Idea
I’ve been sitting here staring at a blank screen for far too long. I wound up leaning back in my chair staring at the mantel and thinking I really need to sew the Death of Rats a robe. I didn’t mean to have my office presided over by a bony rodent’s skeleton – especially…
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Die Hard Christmas
The Little Man was looking over my shoulder at my farcebook feed, and commented it’s too memey on FB these days. Well, I don’t know where the cool kidz hang out, but between MeWe and the annoying but ubiquitous FB, my friends are all there where the memes are. He followed up his commentary…
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Single-handed
It isn’t until you aren’t fully capable of using one hand that you realize how much of your life depends on having two available. This isn’t the first time I’ve dealt with this particular quirk in life – the first big hurdle of having a baby was learning to do everything while I held…
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Ninjas and Furbies
I keep thinking I’ll manage dictation in the car. I have a voice recorder app downloaded on my phone, and in theory… in reality I forget about it, or I’m too brain-dead to compose, or like the last two days (what is it with this week? I’m driving very carefully today) there was snarled…
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Floors and Desk Fittings
Having skipped the weekend… I didn’t, actually. But I also didn’t manage daily art, blogging here (I always do MGC, at least), or anything creative. Instead, I was being creative in entirely different ways. There’s something to be said for sheer manual labor, broken by pleasant interludes of spending time with family or a…
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Frosty
So I’m standing in the shower trying to warm up. And it crosses my mind: do the undead feel cold? I mean, if I couldn’t get warm again because I was a vampire or something, I would be totally miserable. I’d have to get one of those constant-heat water heaters, take long showers, wear…