jumpingfishrants, observations, musingsWonderful Things- July 8, 2008 A broken digital camera sits on the shelf, taunting me. A printer that turned out to be so lame that we only use it as a copy machine sits next to the camera. It torments me whenever I leave the room. In the closet behind me, there's a box of old hard disks that I once disassembled with the intent of doing something to them, but I'll be darned if I can remember what that something was. Two very old Macs sit on the desk over my right shoulder, recently plugged back in so that I might...http://radio.weblogs.com/0105833/2008/07/07.html#a1417 What We Saw- July 6, 2008 From our spot on the hill, we watched fathers swinging gleeful babies in the air. We watched babies grown into little girls throwing tantrums about the ants at their feet. We watched mothers squirting whipped cream into the wide-open mouths of unbelieving boys. We watched people reading and kids playing. We watched kayaks and canoes on the water. The sun set, chased by a splinter-crescent-moon. The sky got dark, and one by one the stars came out. The Big Dipper dipped above us as we...http://radio.weblogs.com/0105833/2008/07/06.html#a1416 Yaya- July 4, 2008 Get bikes. Helmets on. Ride to the gym. Lock bikes. Helmets off. Lift weights. Jog. Sweat. Stretch. Hot tub. Soak. Bubbles. Hot jets on yaya feet. Waterfall on yaya shoulders. Unlock bikes. Helmets back on. Ride bikes home. Stop by the ice cream shop. Lock bikes. Helmets off. Half-price cones. Yaya pralines-n-cream. Helmets on. Go home for real. Put bikes away. And lay down to sleep in our yaya bed.http://radio.weblogs.com/0105833/2008/07/04.html#a1415 Samuel's Lunch- July 2, 2008 I don't know what his name was. Let's call him Samuel. I was sitting outside the grocery store with the dog on a leash beneath my chair. It was very hot, and we found a spot in the shade of a red umbrella — one of several sticking out of the patio tables on the sidewalk. People came and went. There were women carrying reusable grocery bags. There were families with their kids in tow. There was a man on crutches who evidently only had to get a single container of hummus (or some..http://radio.weblogs.com/0105833/2008/07/02.html#a1414 Your Mother- July 2, 2008 I heard today that your mother passed away. My thoughts go out to her and to you. I remember a day long ago when my dad came to pick me up after a boy scout troop meeting at the Congregational Church that was just behind your house. On the way home, he and I were talking about what had happened at the meeting, which is odd right there, because I've never been one to get talkative about stuff like that. (Ask my wife!) I remember clearly that I told him that there was a new kid who had..http://radio.weblogs.com/0105833/2008/07/01.html#a1413 |