Tag: Rambling

  • Thin Bean Soup

    Thin Bean Soup

    This isn’t a recipe. It’s not even a serious post.  You know how to make thin bean soup? Well, first you roast the beans. Then you grind them. Then you drip hot water over ’em…  Coffee. I meant coffee.  I could do without it. I could! I don’t really want to, but if I had…

  • It’s Friday

    It’s Friday

    I’ve got about ten minutes before I need to toss some food in a sack, slop coffee in a cup, and go. Funny how it is.  It’s not that I’m not looking forward to being at work. I have some good puzzles to work through while I’m there, and the possibility of being handed more…

  • Floors and Desk Fittings

    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…

  • Meatspace

    Meatspace

      There comes a time in life when you have to re-evaluate yourself. In my case, this last year or so, I have come to wonder: am I an introvert? You see, most of the time I’m so busy, or the family so demanding of my time and attention, I’m perfectly happy to hole up…

  • Tiny invisible hugs

    Tiny invisible hugs

    As I was making the bed the other day, I was stripping off the sheets and quilt, pulling fresh ones from the blanket chest, and contemplating our interconnectedness with the past. In my case, making the bed forms this bridge for me on purpose. I chose to buy a pair of blanket chests in a…

  • Scattered, Smothered, Chunked and

    Scattered, Smothered, Chunked and

    My dear First Reader introduced me to the phenomenon that is Waffle House when I first came to Ohio more than seven years ago now. At the time, the little one nearest our house was his favorite hangout spot. He knew all the waitresses, and soon they knew me, too. They let me to know…

  • Five minutes

    Five minutes

    Ok, maybe ten. It’s not that I need to get in to work early, it’s that I really enjoy that quiet hour when I’m alone in my office. Paperwork, training, just put in my earbud and cruise through it with very little interruptions. Except the printer (which is also in my office) ‘talks’ to itself…

  • One Word

    One Word

    I’m waiting. I can’t do much, because I’m waiting and could get the call at any minute now, so if I commit to some project that I can’t immediately walk away from, that would be a problem. That, and it’s going to be a long day. Which is planned for, and actually a good thing…

  • Dog Dynamics

    Dog Dynamics

    My Mom is here for a short visit. She’s been driving across country, visiting family along the way, enroute from Oregon to (ultimately) New Hampshire. Last evening Mom, my sister Juniper… and two dogs showed up. All were welcome, but it’s been funny watching the dogs, her two and our (very spoiled) one. They met…

  • Pre-Dawn Calm

    Pre-Dawn Calm

    As part of the new routine, the First Reader and I have found a new time to spend together. Before I have to be on the road for work – and the sun doesn’t come up until after I am in windowless labs for the day, which makes walking outside at lunchtime an interesting experience…

  • Boxes of Miscellany

    Boxes of Miscellany

    I was rambling about the move, and how it may or may not relate to writing, age, and family, over at the Mad Genius Club this morning. The house is nearly unpacked, saving for the boxes that are stowed in the basement, and a few boxes of miscellany that need to be sorted. I don’t…

  • Into the Wild Blue

    I’m off to LTUE today. Tomorrow you can expect the regularly scheduled snippet, Friday the First Reader has a happy book review (shock!) and Saturday you’ll likely hear about the convention to that point… full AAR will likely be up Monday. Sunday will be a Schlock Mercenary Food Feature. In the meantime, I went and…