I am in here.
In the case of Washingtonienne, I am not a disinterested bystander (for once in my life). Senator Mike, aka Senator Michael DeWine (R-OH), is a friend of ours. My husband has helped him on all his campaigns, not just the senatorial ones. So ’tis a bit strange, to say the least, to see him thrust … Continue reading confession
Just past noon, and I think that if I bathed in coffee now, it wouldn’t help. I go through a sleepy period each spring. Either that or I should quit eating crap. Maybe both. Got Peter onto OSX yesterday, so I feel I have done my proper parental thing by him, and am pleased with … Continue reading coffee time
From Kurt over at The Coffee Sutras, an excellent haiku: Reading Basho late, a lone bird still sings outside– my bed is empty
I guess you kind of had to have been there….. From Crossing the Rubicon2: Overheard In the coffee room of Powell’s bookstore, three teenage boys with spiky hair and skateboards were reading Interview magazine and discussing the current music scene. The conversation turned to Robert Zimmerman, a.k.a. Bob Dylan. Said one: “I don’t get why … Continue reading Bob… Dylan?
white pebble 