Go on. Try it. I dare you.
No Parking
Month: November 2018
On Grief
When we lose someone we love, this is what happens. A bubble immediately envelopes us; we are insulated from the outside world, the shock of what has just happened bounces around the inside curves of our new world; the outside world echoes hollow and ever-more distant in the distance. We live inside that bubble…for minutes, … Continue reading On Grief
Writing prompt
OK, everyone, create your own children's story out of this one. Include the words: trash panda, canoe, caterwaul, and rabies.
Snow’s BBQ
We really wanted – and deserved – a weekend away. A get-away-from-it-all 48 hours. But Life and all its complications meant that this wasn’t really possible right now. But watch out Next Year – we’re going to vacation the hell out of you. Hopefully. So, instead, my bright idea was to plan a mini-road trip. … Continue reading Snow’s BBQ
Squirt
Squirt is not a brand one sees around here anymore.
On My Green Card
My history with government interviews isn’t great. I remember…oh how I remember…a hot day one summer in London 10 or so years ago. A whole day spent in a US Embassy waiting room packed with others keen on making their way to the land of dreams. I sat there for hours, watching others come and … Continue reading On My Green Card
NSFW: Erotic leg
And this is why I spend time in antique stores. Because the world is a weird and wonderful place, and sometimes people stick pornographic cartoon art to plastic legs and call it art.
On November
I don’t know why November became quite so full of itself. As if Thanksgiving isn't enough for it to be doing, we have two more exciting things to be writing about. Even though I’m not going to do things the normal way, I wanted to record my interest here. Otherwise, what would you be reading … Continue reading On November
Small Change on Strangers 