What is it about getting older that causes your body to do stupid things like forget where your eyebrows are supposed to grow? I had this one eyebrow hair that was growing out of the right side of my right eyelid far from where all its siblings were hanging out. Like it had gotten into . . . → Read More: You don’t belong there eyebrow hair!
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Part of what the neighbors had to put up with this year. I did something today that I always hate doing and yet I do it every year: I took down the outside Christmas decorations. I’m not much of a romantic, but I am very, very sentimental. Part of the reason I’m a huge . . . → Read More: You know you’re getting older when your pragmatism overrides your sentimentality. 
Just thought I should write a quick entry explaining what I am and am not up to at the moment. Especially considering that there was a flood of postings from Google+ that have suddenly stopped. The reason for that is that I have turned off that plugin for the moment as it was interacting oddly . . . → Read More: A few notes and random updates. 
Also, the youngest:
He's, quite literally, a handful. Click to embiggen. I rescued him yesterday from the parking lot at work. Apparently a few of the engineers here like to walk the circuit of the lot as exercise after eating lunch (it’s a huge lot that’s mostly empty) and they spotted him in the . . . → Read More: Meet Jasper, the newest member of the Jenkins family. 
I’ve mentioned before that as a kid I used to think there would be a point in time at which I would truly feel like an adult and that I knew what I was doing in this thing called life. That day has yet to come and today is not that day. That said, I do . . . → Read More: Today I am 44 years old. It’s been five days since my last update so I thought I’d do one of those lame-ass “I’m not dead” type entries where I babble on about not having anything to babble on about. In a nutshell, life has been hectic the past week and it doesn’t appear to be letting up anytime soon. A . . . → Read More: Here’s an entry about how I have nothing to talk about. Here’s something that’s been bothering me so much that I just have to write about it. But I can’t put it on my own blog; the subject might read it there. Sound petty? Hypocritical? Might be. I could certainly avoid hurting this person’s feelings by not writing about it at all, but I need to . . . → Read More: [SEB Guest Post] The abyss looking back. Life does not consist mainly — or even largely — of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever blowing through one’s head. - Mark Twain Every now and then I find myself pondering, well, myself. I sometimes wonder if I am what I should be or if I am . . . → Read More: A moment of self-reflection before carrying on. 
The highest perfection of politeness is only a beautiful edifice, built, from the base to the dome, of graceful and gilded forms of charitable and unselfish lying. – Mark Twain, On the Decay of the Art of Lying speech, 1880 I’d like to think that I’m a fairly well mannered person, but there’s a few . . . → Read More: Not sure I agree with this list of 25 manners every kid should know. I didn’t know Derek K. Miller, but he sounds like he might have been someone I would’ve enjoyed hanging out with. I only know about him because the very last post he wrote on his blog — a post announcing his own death from cancer — was linked to by Fark.com. It is a poignant . . . → Read More: Death of a blogger. |
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