My wife and I will celebrate the sixth anniversary of our marriage on June 6, 2012. So yes, we were married on 6/6/6 and this is 6 years later. Lots of sixes.
(When I searched Google for “Chris Taylor & Windows” (in quotes), the search engine told me that nothing was found. Perhaps this blog post can correct that.) Chris Taylor was a ridiculously skinny white guy (in that respect, he was very similar to me) that I knew when I lived in South Texas as a[...]
Ruby Ruth (Bryant) Crews 1916-2010 (I knew Ruby Crews as “Meemaw” throughout my life; that’s how she signed her letters and cards to me. So that’s how I’ll refer to her here.) What a life! I do not envy the trials and hardships of Meemaw’s life. However, I certainly envy the steadfastness with which she[...]
Happiest Moment Today: 1. Seeing Marline’s comment on my blog 2. Getting my pages done early at work Happiest Moment This Week: 1. Hearing Marline say “I love you SO much!” 2. Finding out we now have access to LA Times & Wash. Post stories for our newspaper Happiest Moment This Month: 1. Beginning the[...]
I just finished watching “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” and now I’m listening to The Verve, so you can imagine the weird, introspective mood I’m in. Wondering about the past, pensive about the future, not sure if I should go to sleep just yet. That movie reminds me of my paranoid days (the 1990s)[...]
I’m going to clean house, today and tomorrow, in preparation for my vacation. And I’m going to practice with my new camera. :-) And, hopefully, I’m going to talk to my wonderful, beautiful, intelligent friend on the phone, at some point. :-D Childhood quiz 1. My favorite toy was: Legos 2. Some other great toys[...]
I just realized, this very day, that this year will be my FIFTEENTH year out of high school. I know, I graduated when some of you were three years old. It makes me tired, and … well, not quite sad. I would be sad, if these 15 years hadn’t been so productive. I’ve wasted a[...]
She writes every day, and I never knew it. Never knew that there were other words besides the ones I see and produce. And there are others, trillions more every day that slip by me. But only a few will turn my heart, wake my poetic consciousness, tickle my brain. Only a few, like her,[...]