Yearly Archives: 2016
Some Philosophical Links
0. What I won’t discuss Yesterday the sky was blue and the sun shined down from the sky as Trudy and I ran our six-mile long run. Yesterday our Rain Lilies exploded into a white-and-yellow supernova, attracting butterflies away from the other delights here and there in the back and front yard. Yesterday, I saw […]
We Let Our Future Walk Away
1. A long ribbon Imagine a long ribbon. On the left it is blue, red on the right. But you don’t have to imagine this. This is the way we have been told to think about our politics for a long time, now. The pundits and the press have long framed things in this way. […]
Tune for a Sad Day
So you think that you’ve got trouble.Well, trouble’s a bubble. So tell ol’ Mr. Trouble to get lost. Why not hold your head up high an’ Stop crying’, start tryin’. And don’t forget to keep your fingers crossed. When you find the joy of livin’ Is lovin’ and givin’, You’ll be there when the winning dice […]
Get Out!
1. “What’s that?” Trudy asked. It was dark. It was 4:30 in the morning. Someone outside was yelling — yelling at the top of his lungs. There’d been some shenanigans at the rental house across the street last week, so I figured it was one of the evicted discontents come back to harass. As I […]
Golden Afternoon
This is going to be corny, but I need to write it down. So forgive me in advance. It was a remarkable afternoon. It was Wednesday, and the faithful five of us met our coach after work for our weekly quality workout. We met near downtown with the sun shining in a blue sky. It […]
Stealing Away?
Dude! Oh, man. It’s you? Dude, what did you mean that you managed to steal away with Jenny…? What!? What did you mean by that? By what? We went kayaking. We had peanut butter sandwiches. What on earth are you talking about? That’s not what you wrote. I read what you wrote, and I see […]
The Fruits of Our Labor
It didn’t take much thought to realize that my appearance on the scene in Michigan was not, in the end, all that helpful. I did do a good job sitting next to the wood burning stove in the rocking chair in the evenings. And I did enjoy those Honeycrisp apples. And I did manage to […]
Mr. Guinness
1. When he was a puppy, Guinness went to Puppy School. Let’s just say… that he was not a high achiever. As Trudy tells the story, he had trouble with the very first lessons in which the dogs were taught to sit. Still, he and she kept at it, day after day. And in the […]