I am in here.
The night outside is ringing like a bell, thanks to the grasshoppers and crickets. The night air is warmer than I am used to it, or have been used to it in past summers. The sun is down an hour earlier than it had been down at the height of summer, when I was still … Continue reading The night outside
Beatrix wakes up. She has taken to snuggling me all night, so she gets firmly embedded in a blanket. But she is definitely not a morning type of dog. Neither am I (not a dog, at least, and not a morning person, definitely.)
Much as I have grown to love and revere BBEdit as both a program and way of life, and have become an actual card-carrying member of its license holders, I still go to TextMate for my blogly-writing needs. As in all other life, that which you admire is different from that which you use. BBedit … Continue reading I reveal my loves
For movie night, we had I’m not There to watch, courtesy of Peter. This is a biography of Bob Dylan done by lots of actors most of whom don’t look like him, except for Cate Blanchett, who not only moves but looks like him. Now that’s spooky. Also excellent acting. Each version of Bob Dylan … Continue reading Sunday nite at the movies!
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