ACK! I just checked my friend’s page. Too many postings, not enough time. Just so you’ll know, folks, I love you like you were all my very own relatives who live in Boston so I never see you but think of you whenever I eat baked beans. But, I will not be able to read […]
This morning Jacob plugged in the Star Wars II: Attack of the Clones DVD. Of all the SW installments, this one begs for ridicule. So, here’s my version: Setting: Having survived an assassination attempt, Senator Padme is whisked away from her home base to be transported to a safe haven. Obi Wan Kenobi, obviously having
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My undergraduate degree is a mouthful: double-major in sociology and social work, minor in English, secondary certification in English and sociology. Though my degree plan left little room for performing arts, music had always been and remained a big part of my life during college. My freshman year I auditioned for and was accepted into
Voice lessons with the viper. Read More »
Once, years ago, I was listening to a Rich Mullins cassette tape in my car. When I stopped in front of our house, I ejected the tape. But, without skipping a single note or breaking rhythm, the song kept playing. I stared, dumbfounded, at the ejected tape. It was clearly out of the player. What
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It’s funny. When I come here to write lately, I just can’t seem to think of anything amazingly insightful or interesting to say. Some smart aleck is probably thinking, “When did you ever say anything insightful or interesting?” All I have to say to that is, um, . . . nothing. Yeah. I’m pretty out
Too bad we can’t skip to the last chapter and take a peek! Read More »
Delicate snowflakes are falling outside my window. I’m mesmerized by their gentle descent, like a lacy dusting of confectioner’s sugar — God’s kiss on His valentine to the world.
This evening George, Jacob and I were watching Joan of Arcadia, and guess what? A Holland song started playing during one scene. “The Whole World.” Yep. It was very cool. We all said, “Oh! That’s Holland!” And we were happy. Josiah is one of the nicest people I’ve ever known. So I had to put
“And the whole world just sings along . . .” Read More »
People sometimes ask me what I write. The answer is complicated. But one rather unusual writing niche I’ve enjoyed for many years involves composing tributes in verse. People provide me with biographical data about the person they wish to celebrate/roast, and I convert it to metrical musings. Part of the package deal is the presentation
We live in an old house with a steep-pitched roof and lots of windows. Forty-eight I think. Right now an army of roofers is tromping around on my roof battling gravity in an attempt to conquer the ugly flat brown shingles and remove them from their current hierarchic postion. The goal is to replace them
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George is excited. He typed my name into an author search on Barnes & Noble, and my book came up. He was so cute about it, he made me laugh. I love that he’s proud of me. George is adorable. This evening I’ve been working on choreographing a spotlight dance to “At Last”–the great old
joys like shooting stars, lovely, momentary, delightful Read More »