The last few days were the coldest this fall, here in the (brighter than tolerable) Sunshine State.
That means one thing: warm sweatpants.
Warm sweatpants means one thing: a pair I bought in college my freshman year. The beginning of my freshman year. Twenty-one years ago.
My wife warns me she’ll deny any relation to me if I go outside wearing them.
“Hey, isn’t that your husband?”
“No…
I’m smart enough to know that things are relative, especially when we say it’s cold in Florida. It’s 43F this morning, deep-deep in the relativity range temperature wise.
Pardon me while I steam up for a bit. I’m overhearing the latest “there’s been no significant warming in the last 15 years” rant from the local ignoramus. It’s too early to get angry. It’s too early to get…
Here’s some rambling from this weekend I wasn’t going to post, but today I’m thinking, “what the heck.”
It’s dark and it’s good.
I’ve taken to Cochin as the default font on my text editor, not that you’d notice. It has nothing to do with the darkness, but there’s plenty of time to get to that. I go back and forth, serifs – no serifs. Sometimes the flourishes bug me, as if…
I come to you today from Windows 7.
Before I go on, let’s get one thing clear. This is NOT a plug for Microsoft, Windows, or any of the Jolly Redmond Giant’s products. The statement above is just a statement of fact. If Freud could make it sound lewd, he might say, “sometimes a fact is just a fact.”
I’ve defiled my otherwise lovely, de-fertilizing, aluminum uni-body MacBook with a copy…
I collect text editors on my iPhone like some collect coins. This latest app is the simplest yet – and may turn out to be my favorite.
The last one was my favorite until it crashed and took an entire post with it. I was so pissed I had to put myself in time out – sans iPhone.
The damn thing is too expensive, and more importantly – probably too fragile – to be tossing it around like a…
I live in a relatively small town in Florida’s most densely populated county.
Dunedin comes from the Gaelic name: Dùn Èideann, thus named by its Scottish settlers. It’s the Gaelic name for Edinburgh, their hometown in Scotland. It’s commonly mispronounced as a two syllable word: Dune-din (the first like the dunes of a beach, the second like the first syllable of the word dinner – or the…
I could take this title in a lot of different directions, but I don’t think you saw this one coming. Or maybe you did. My readers tend to be the thoughtful type.
Don’t you dare laugh.
The good, church going folks among you might think I’m talking about sin, but I’m not… not in the Biblical sense anyway.
No, my transgressions only hurt one person: myself. I’ve sinned against myself, in…
What can I say? Both my kids continue their run of academic stardom. It feels like a source of (partial) absolution for my personal failings, seeing my DNA has some value.
Beth continues to excel, outpacing all the other kids in her class. I just wish it brought her peace. While it was an asset when she was the oldest kid last year (her small school has mixed grade classrooms), there’s a…