Monthly Archives: February 2015

Apparently the older dogs at The Thundering Herd are upset that they’re not getting more snow. But Typhoon isn’t wasting any time complaining. He’s focusing on having fun. Yay, Typhoon, my hero! I’m wearing my favorite T-shirt in your honor. … Continue reading →

All I can say is Opal is getting a lot more help from tech support than I usually do. It’s not that they’re completely useless, it’s just that often their advice doesn’t quite work. Yesterday morning our modem died — … Continue reading →

Grahame Greene wasn’t the only one to experience depression. As Bertrand Russell says in his 1930 book, The Conquest of Happiness, In adolescence, I hated life and was continually on the verge of suicide, from which, however, I was restrained … Continue reading →

I came across this grim quote the other day: Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which … Continue reading →

sacrilege– violation or misuse of what is regarded as sacred. Do you think the term applies to these gadgets? I wouldn’t feel comfortable buying one of these products but according to some of the reviews I read, some devout Christians … Continue reading →

The Selfie Toaster This is the appliance that indelibly brands its owner’s image onto a slice of bread. Only available from Hammacher Schlemmer, the toaster uses custom heating inserts crafted from a submitted headshot photograph. A subject‘s full facial details … Continue reading →

Lately I’ve been reviewing some of the things I studied years ago, and at the moment I’m rereading Pierro Ferrucci’s What We May Be. Ferrucci studied psychosynthesis under its creator, Roberto Assagioli. After Ferrucci had been studying for about a … Continue reading →

When Andy went up to the land Sunday the net protecting the pussy willow was gone, and the bottom branches had been nibbled on. So yesterday he put a net most of the way around the lower branches. The new … Continue reading →

We wouldn’t mind getting snow like this! Andy and I would hate to be engineers on that train. How could you possibly see what’s on the track ahead of you? February 10, 2015  

I read a cute story the other day. The fellow said it happened when he was 7 and his sister 5, and no doubt if you asked her she would remember it differently. They were playing in their bedroom, on … Continue reading →