All I know to do is to light the candle that has been given to me. — Fred Rogers a.k.a. Mister Rogers
Molly and Raz are still playing hard to get but Molly paused long enough this afternoon to roll around on the rug and do her Kit Cat Clock imitation.
Well, give me a few, but the initial opening of the suitcase and piling up a few things has begun. Interesting stuff when its all piled up. Laundry done and put back in suitcase to go home. (Note the tiny … Continue reading →
I unlocked my suitcase (TSA-friendly lock) and things looked a little messier than I expected but hey, it’s been getting flung into and out of planes for a couple days. As I removed the first couple things off the top … Continue reading →
man with a think pad •
squinting in the morning sun •
size six type’s too small. Continue reading →
All man’s miseries derive from not being able to sit quietly in a room alone.
