Remember how I’ve griped about how our suburban district has become a gathering spot for street racers? And how I’ve reported the resulting fatalities and injuries and property damage? A few weeks back neighbors a block and a half away had their fence taken out. And now the streetlight four...
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I just hate moving. Before I met the dewy-eyed bride, 24 years and some months ago, I had lived in the same little house for 20 years. Since then, we’ve moved five times. It seems she is now happy to stay where we’ve been the past five-plus years, is looking forward to actually paying it...
We’ve touched on this here before, but it still has me shaking my head.
Shelving by size and color was succeeded by covering books in colored paper (couldn’t read the spine, nor the cover, if you wanted) which was succeeded by — get this — shelving books spine in!
I’m far from the most...
As an answer to that ****ing Marie Kondo’s “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up” comes a tome titled “The Joy of Leaving Your Sh-t All Over the Place.”
During a move several years back a helpful relative took it upon herself to shelve my books — by size and color.
Tempted as I was to tell her this isn’t House Effing Beautiful magazine, I bit my tongue.
My system is mine alone, but it might make sense to most any literate person who perused...
I’ve long taken comfort in the small groups of hostile looking young men hanging out on the street corner. They’re just the thing for keeping the riffraff out.
Sublimation is an old rug-cleaning method as well. I’ve tried it myself, to mixed effect. (I have a slew of hand-knotted tribal rugs, mostly Persian, none of which is particularly valuable on its own.) Once the rugs are thoroughly vacuumed and beaten they are rolled out on fresh snow, have more...
I recall when it was a common practice to move much of the household furnishings outdoors to “air out” when a several day stretch of dry, warm springtime weather was in the forecast. This was in Wisconsin, where the winters were long and cold and houses stayed pretty well buttoned-up for several...
I’m acquainted with an illiterate fellow who had been under the impression that literate people had read everything there was to read — “all the books,” is how he put it.
I trust y’all have some familiarity with the concept of “internalized” racism or sexism or whatever-ism — how people in...
I gotta think that part of the resistance to “the Western canon,” aka “dead white men,” is that for so long so many who promoted it gave the impression to us unscrubbed types that they were looking down their noses at us.
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It would appear to this layperson that being spared the expense of printing and shipping and shelving would allow for a far lower retail price.
As I already noted, so much of what got put in print prior to the digital age just wouldn’t warrant the expense today. It’s pulp without the...
Small world that it is, I have friends out that way in the book business. One friend once had an interest in four bricks-and-mortar stores, back when we were dating, going on 30 years ago; she's now down to one. Another couple closed down their retail storefront more than a decade back and have...
Say this much for greater Denver: the bugs don’t bug much. Too dry for ’em, I suppose. For a couple weeks in early summer there’s a gazillion moths, but they don’t bite.
That low humidity makes the hottest days almost bearable. If you can find shade, you’ll be fine. A covered deck is pretty...
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I’ve had plenty of good times in Missoula. But then, I was, and am, something of a hippie myself, minus the hair.
Butte is one helluva town. Great architecture. Got awakened by curious feral horses (or seemingly so) who wondered what my then-girlfriend and I were doing in that tent in...
Check out Chelan, Wash.
Spectacular scenery (truly). Small-town charm, lotsa outdoor recreational opportunities, good eateries (it’s something of a tourist destination, so you gotta have that), orchards, vineyards, etc.
About a three-hour drive to Seattle; same to Spokane.
It’s a scenic...
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I can’t say that the Old Man’s ways didn’t rub off on me, at least to some extent. I’ve spent my entire adult life unlearning those lessons, often the hard way. I cringe when I recall some of the stupid, stupid, stupid purchases I’ve made.
I’m still attracted to “nice things,” but I have...
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