Foggy Headed
Fog. This morning I drove in it. Sometimes I almost like it. It feels . . . cozy. Only seeing what is near. All of life is close range. Atheists must like fog. They don’t have to see far.
Fog. This morning I drove in it. Sometimes I almost like it. It feels . . . cozy. Only seeing what is near. All of life is close range. Atheists must like fog. They don’t have to see far.
Last night it got cold. This morning the hornets are gone, and I didn’t have to do a thing. I guess sometimes the easiest battle you ever fight is the one you never fight. This summer, we noticed a hornets’ nest up in the magnolia tree. It was right in the front yard and I was afraid
I got just what I wanted and I don’t like it. It’s the coffee maker that grinds the beans and makes the coffee automatically. It makes delicious, fresh coffee with little effort on my part . . . the first time. AFTER the first time, you not only have a coffee pot and basket to
The Thanksgiving holiday is coming to a close and I find my heart finally ready to write a few words regarding those things for which I am thankful. As with most people, I am thankful for many things. However this year I would like to resist the urge to rattle off a long list. Rather than pour out
The fish died, but not from loneliness. He had lived alone, in a crowded vase with a bunch of plant roots. He lived that way for years, and he was happy. His predecessors proved it. We tried putting him in a community aquarium with plenty of room and some other fish to keep him company. He
Lately I have been thinking about my conscience. You know, that thing inside a person that points the way they should go. It’s like a compass. In fact, some people even use the term “moral compass” to refer to it. Many believe it is the standard by which we can know we are headed in
I spent most of yesterday laying tile on our basement floor. Now my knees hurt, my back aches, and my hands are all dried out. It’s hard work, but once it’s done, the tile will provide a nice durable floor that will last despite the floods. I don’t like what tiling does to me. But I sure
“What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,” they say. The say it often because they want you to believe it. But it’s not true. I know. I just got back from Vegas where I’ve been doing something I’m not proud of, and this time, it came back with me. For years I have been going
Ok, I admit. My wife was right. I may never say that again so remember it. She picked out some clothes for me to wear to work today. I wore them and got several complements. And I thought they were out of style. Turns out, she knows style. Or at least she knows what a lady likes
I saw a blind person in the airport yesterday. She didn’t see me. I was traveling with a couple of heavy bags and a coat. She was negotiating an international airport without sight. It was inspiring. I think most of us are inspired by others overcoming adversity . . . we just don’t want to