I was born and raised in Washington, DC. I didn't notice anything unusual about my childhood. The Smithsonian was where you went on a class field trip a couple times a year, and the Kennedy Center is where your high school graduation was. It never occurred to me that kids in other places didn't go […]
One of the operational premises behind daylight savings time is that by setting your clock ahead at 2 am on a Sunday morning, you minimize the impact of the time change. At 2 AM on a Sunday, almost everyone is asleep. Very few people are going to miss an appointment because they were supposed to […]
I was speaking with a friend over the weekend, and she was lamenting how busy she was... to rehash an old cliche', "There doesn't seem to be enough hours in a day..." I agreed with her. I mentioned that I longed for the good old days, when the day had twenty-four hours. But now... Wait... […]
... But not about the day the music died. It will start with yelling in the middle of the night. Middle-aged men cursing and throwing things. Bar owners and patrons disgusted, and choosing to go home early. People that otherwise sleep soundly will lie awake, staring at the ceiling. For a while, things will calm […]
A few years back (three phones ago) I had a phone that was quite prone to butt-dialing, and found myself accidentally calling the home phone quite a bit. I would get home and one of the kids would tell me that I had called accidentally when I was out running errands. One night, about this […]
Does it say more about me or my waistline that I've been butt-dialing a lot lately? I received a text message from a friend last night. I responded, and went to bed. This morning I got dressed, slapped my phone to the belt holster and went out to start the car. After I started the […]
I don't care for the holidays. I will admit, at least a part of that is just me being contrary, but regardless, more than half of it is a philosophical aversion to the commercialism and resulting sense of obligation that comes with gift-giving. I get a bit overly sensitive about it all, and I get […]
I don't remember how old I was, but probably not any older than ten. I had received a "snorkel parka" for Christmas... and while clothes are generally not at the top of the list of things that a ten-year-old kid wants for Christmas, this parka was very cool, and I loved it. The parka was […]
I read a blog over the weekend that got me thinking... This blog was about how a group of people decided to get their DNA tested, to see the degree to which they were related... and in the process discovered that some people who thought they were related turned out not to be related at […]