After the first grueling summer of 16-something-or-other, the initial colonists of what would later become the United States said, “Enough of this shit” (or words to that effect – probably more like, “Forsooth, we are unworthy of this bounty of excrement,”) and sailed down to Costa Rica to watch sunsets on the beach, a tradition that would eventually
Author: Al Denelsbeck
Storytime 7
“So, Al,” you inquire in a rather sharp tone of voice, “were you gonna do anything for Darwin Day, or what?” And, just this once, I’ll forgive your tone, because it’s at least a little deserved – there aren’t too many holidays, even semi-observed ones, that fall so well into line with the blog here. And I was actually
A little tip
I’m not in favor of generalizations, and especially not ‘little tricks’ that supposedly tell you so much about someone, like, “If she isn’t wearing her engagement ring she’s not serious about her engagement.” Or, you know, she works someplace where it’d be dangerous to wear, or it needs to be refitted, or she’s not the kind to show off, or she’s
Storytime 6
There’s a story here, undoubtedly. I just don’t know what it is.
Here’s the backstory, though. A friend and I had traveled out to Cherry Point Marine Corps Air Station for an air show, but I had been disallowed to bring my cameras in by an overzealous recruit manning the gate (I was later to find out that a camera or two was fine, just not the bags – dipshit.) After
Well, it’s a start
We suddenly got a few days of perfect weather, and I managed an outing with the Itinerant Mr Bugg, in search of whatever we could find. I admit I wasn’t expecting much it’s still winter, even if it’s possible to be out in shorts, and only a few days back we were routinely
BIAB: Undercover of the Night
For this installment of the ‘Because it’s a blog,’ topic, I’m not only introducing a song that I like, I’m attempting to figure out why I like it in the first place. If it accomplishes nothing else, it may illustrate why I pay almost no attention to reviews of music and films and such, because of the huge amount of subjectivity within my
Storytime 5
This is another (awkward) attempt at photojournalism, like last week’s, that I came across while skimming through the folders. I used to work in a wooded compound frequented by volunteers, and on the entry road one day I spotted this lost notebook. I got out to retrieve it, and realized that there was a little ironic story right there the challenge was getting
Podcast: The most interesting podcast
No, it’s not really – I’m just making fun of my own terrible speech habits. If I embarrass myself enough about them perhaps I’ll break them.
In the meantime, we’ll talk about how the exhibit went, and where to go from here, and what to do when we get there. Or something like that.
Walkabout podcast – The most interesting podcast. Or not.
Mostly,
Ever see a guy say goodbye to a month before?
Let’s see, January 31st there’s something I’m supposed to do today – now what was it? Extortion payment? No. Take my SATs? No. File an anonymous report about a former boss being a child molester? N–… well, yes, but that doesn’t have to be today. Damn, what was it?
Oh yeah, the end of the month abstract!
Today’s photo was actually taken
A picture!
A photograph, an image, a daguerreotype, a portrait du nitrate of silver! Or some such rot.
This is just to celebrate the raw fact that I actually took a couple of photos! Seriously, it’s been rotten conditions around here nothing to see, and crappy weather whenever I have even a few moments. These were taken during a student session in a park that’s