January, 2009

It was one of those long Saturday afternoons in winter. The TV was showing some crap that was being interrupted by some other crap and the sun was so low on the horizon that it touched some corners near the living room ceiling that don't usually see the light of day.  Read more »

Okay, something weird is happening, and I'm willing to listen to any theories about what might be happening.  Read more »

Those who know us and who have visited our house in Savannah know that, although we don't own any pets, a number of cats have more or less adopted out front porch as a sort of feline hangout, where they can sit on the available chairs or perhaps laps and compete for whatever attention that Nancy and I are usually willing to dispense. We have even, perhaps disrespectfully, given the various cats names based on their respective appearance and attitudes.  Read more »