July Eleventh, again
Some days you wake up feeling decent – I can tell those days because of how the day starts. Good sir Mark wrote for today of the ideas of our nature is not changed, but enhanced when we find ourselves in the …
July Tenth, again
How fragile we humans are when a few likes, laughs and replies on a FaceBook post brings concentrated self-worth to you, on a sunny Friday morn? Good sir Mark’s word recently have been on the simple – in-between is what kills us, …
July 9th, again
“No, daddy” – in a terse delivery (was I moving a toy of his? I think I may have been? Really, who knows…) followed by sing-sung ‘noooooo daaaadeeee^’, and thus I am – just for today – utterly amazed by the incredible …
July Eighth, again
Good sir Mark suggests “…bring to mind three people who have taught you how to love.” He also wrote of how instead of actual words we recall moments, and I accept that as true. Interesting what we think our minds do for …
July 7th, again
And so how to keep at it when it seems I’m tripping through each and every minute of each and every day for the last … who knows, 27 years? 4 months? sigh. I have little things each day that make my …
July Sixth, again
My son calls me ‘daddy’ & my world shudders. The power of a word. I saw a note, possibly from NY Gov Cuomo, circa day 56 of our quaranTime. He was noting how 1918 went for 2 years, WW I for 4, …
July fifth, again
//7:19p+5Jul2020=Sunday eve | boo at the sofa, kiddo in his room, me clicky-clacky at the keyboard in the ScotSpot, the swelling refrain from “Permanent Excuse” from The Cassandra Project in my echo ears// good sir Mark was very prescient with his words …
July Fourth, Again
To celebrate. To honor? To indulge, reinforce our history, out traditions. I thought about my history with the 4th – as in how the locals around Hahn AB, West Germany didn’t celebrate the holiday. No problem, we had an air force base …
July Third, again
Pete the Cat episode “Pete the Cat: A Groovy New Year“, which the Wiki notes came out the year Rumbly was born(!) but I think we just watched it at the turn of the New Year, 6 months and 4 thousand parsecs …
July Second, again
Hello once more. I’m uncertain of the goal of this exercise – shouldn’t I be poking words over at Camp NaNoWriMo instead of here at a blog? Don’t I have photos to create for #52Frames? I’m behind on my podcasts and let’s …