Thinking in Public: Sounds of home
There's a black mutt rolling around on the carpet, a bone from her collection under her back to provide the scratch that springtime requires for most critters.
Thinking in Public: Springing ahead
I suppose updates are in order. Much has happened since last month and I know the interest in my world is sky-high, so I won't keep you wondering. How is my hand?
Thinking in Public: Is it television, or is it real life?
The television in our home (there is only one) is seldom on. Mostly I find the contraption annoying, starting with news broadcasts. We turn the TV on most evenings to hear what the weather guessers are hoping to get right.
Thinking in Public: New discoveries
I always thought the age of discovery to be a reference to ancient times, but for me it's all about current events. I don't mean public events, like what passes for news on TV broadcasts, but important discoveries right in my own home.
Thinking in Public: On being quiet
About every 20 minutes or so growing up, my mother would tell me, "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all." It's not likely that her mother had to tell her that, so I think she heard other moms use that old nugget on their kids and jumped on the wagon.
Thinking in Public: Anticipation
It's chilly, 24 degrees with a 20-mph northwest breeze. For dramatic effect, I'd tell you what the "wind chill" factor is, but you and I don't need any more drama. Just figure it's 24 degrees and blowy.
Thinking in Public: Eyes on the road
As if I needed objective evidence for the alleged incompetence at the BMV bureaucracy, I visited there to renew my driver's license recently.
Thinking in Public: A season too soon
September, the first month of autumn, brings with it the suggestion of the season to follow. Although still three months away, the wonders of frostbitten cheeks, slips and falls on icy surfaces...
Thinking in Public: Can we talk?
These days, few things in my life can evoke that adrenaline-soaked "fight or flight" response that is common to most animals. As I age, the situations in which that might happen are fewer and fewer.
Thinking in Public: The smoker and the cough
More than 60 years ago, a 15-year-old neighbor taught me to smoke a cigarette. Thirty years later, I became a nonsmoker. Now, 30 years after that, I'm smoking again, but this time it's bovine protein getting blackened rather than my lungs.
