Originally posted on Hope for Kip: This morning I had a “discussion” with my wife. She advised me that I was grouchy… Of course I didn’t believe her – she was just tired and frustrated… A little while later I got to my computer and checked my email. Each day I receive an email from…
Originally posted on WheeledWords: He explained he wasn’t real sure how the tradition began, but over the years, while enjoying all the commercial glam of Christmas, he and his sisters took especially great pleasure in giving one mean gift at Christmas. Dianne loathed pork rinds, and Sue’s gag reflex took over at the mere mention…
There was a post come from the Celestial City, with matter of great importance . . . . A one time copy center manager, he’d been asked by a neighbor to print invitations to a special, multi-decades-marking natal celebration. “Why not?” he thought. “Just 25 color prints. A small favor, really.” Plus, it would giveContinue reading “Beloved of God. Ruby Shod.”
I’m makin’ ooaaatmeal. I’m makin’ ooaaatmeal. Upon a stooovetop. Upon a stooovetop. Don’t touch the red part. Don’t touch the red part. That thing’ll burn you. That thing’ll burn you. Steelcut, not rollled. Steelcut, not rollled. Stir periooo . . . . . . Dicaaally Stir periooo . . . . . . Dicaaally That’sContinue reading “Occupationally Therapeutic Oatmeal”
Watch and marvel. You can understand how I might be a tad envious. PRO skils.#ParisTours via @reddit pic.twitter.com/qcFSgMICR4 — peloton® (@pelotonmagazine) October 16, 2014 To my velo-buddies: Ride rejoicingly (new word?), eyes wide open, head on a swivel (thanks, Coach Shepherd). And wear your helmets!
Mr. West, you cry “Hold!” in self-defense against those who are taking offense at remarks you made at and about two seated concert fans (well, perhaps former fans). As you know by now, they were wheelchair-bound for reasons neither you nor I need to know. Microphone in hand, in the spotlight, basking in the glowContinue reading “Believe Me, Kanye. They’d’ve Stood if They Could.”
Hello, All. Though many of you may have pulled your subscriptions by now. It’s been a while. The surgical dust I stirred up in December has settled – deep thanks to so many for your prayers and encouragement. Recuperation, adjusting to new “gastro-plumbing”, loss of stamina, strength, mobility skills has been slow and discouraging. I’veContinue reading “Reentry?”
May, 2010 — Since my accident, now nine months on, I’ve noticed quite a few times that I lose track of time. I’m not talking about clock time. I’m talking about calendar time. The month. The date. The year. The day. I suppose it could be because I spent quite a few weeks away fromContinue reading “God in the Checkbook, or Quicken’s Silver Lining”