This post is entirely Andi Fisher’s fault. (I ‘spose I could give Elizabeth Gilbert some credit, too…but she gets enough as it is. So I’m giving it all to Andi.) You see, Andi wrote this…
I had a dream last night that I was watching an old boyfriend play the piano. He was on a high school-ish stage, playing something dramatic and complicated, from one of the white wigged composers….
It occurs to me that some people don’t know about the hard refresh command. And that I take it for granted that I do. Basically, your browser caches web pages (or files and remembers them…
My kids don’t understand why today – Mother’s Day – is not about them. My dad, who’s visiting us this week, gave me a small wrapped package this morning (holding a pair of sweet earings)…
Having no idea that it was the title of what looks to be a cheesey self-help book, my beloved friend Susan, the shepherd, said this to me the other day: Love is a Verb. “People…