She's back. Yes. Our so-called cat has returned again. On the plus side, she doesn't seem to need anything amputated or any sort of veterinary care that would cause a $1000 vet bill. On the negative, she's totally emaciated again. Seems t

I don't have time to read much, which is a continuing source of mild melancholy in my life. My scant personal time I have just finished the audio version (read by the author) of Dreams From My Father by our president.

I'm reminded of this scene the cinematic masterpiece, "Cabin Boy," in which some sort of sleezy person tells the cabin boy that "She'll clean your pipes nine ways to Sunday, know what i mean?" And the cabin boy (a grown ma

Looks like we have had tried the wrong string instrument with the wrong boy. Yesterday we finally gave up on Isaac's cello career. (Washed up at age 6! Oh well, there's always science.) He's been miserable since about lesson two, when the

The other day we were driving home and Isaac began to speak out of the silence: "I have really sharp vision. I can see, like, twenty miles. Just like ornitholestes." I said, "What's ornitholestes?" He said, "It's a di