"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in Imports from old blogs, nostalgia, Photo entries on Feb 11th, 2006
A couple of weeks ago, I went along with my boss and his assistant to assess a cleanup project in an offsite office, and we were taken down to the building basement to eyeball a bunch of old files and miscellaneous stuff they’d been storing for quite some while. While we were poking around, identifying, […]
Posted in Food & Snacks, Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Feb 10th, 2006
A while back, Sars over at Tomato Nation wrote a nostalgic piece about being a giddy junior-high girl and the candies we all liked back in those days. Spree was the confection that had kicked off her train of nostalgia. Spree, as anyone between the ages of 25 and 35 may know, are these rather […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Jul 15th, 2005
Hot summer days on the high prairie smell like honey and hay. A haze of dust hangs on the horizon, but if you look right, straight up, the sky is such an intense blue you can hardly stand to look at it. Puffs of hot, dry wind punch into you, drying your sweat, but not […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on May 17th, 2005
Once, when I was a little kid, an older boy who was the son of one of my parents' friends convinced me that my dad's guitar case was a vampire's coffin. I was terrified of that guitar case for months. So much so that I'd have nightmares at night, then want to go downstairs and […]
Posted in Distractions, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Apr 14th, 2005
Am I the only grownup outside of the CTW thinktank who doesn’t have a problem with Cookie Monster branching out into a broader and healthier range of foodstuffs with which to gorge enthusiastically? Because honestly, I’m not getting the big hairy deal here. Cookie has eaten things other than cookies before. I seem to remember […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Feb 22nd, 2005
One very simple and stupid reason: they bring out my mulish, cranky, inner fifth-grader, bucking obstinately at “creative writing” assignments. Around about the end of the third grade, when my handwriting began to be halfway reliable, and other people had half a chance of understanding what I’d written, I started penning my own childish stories, […]
Posted in grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Feb 16th, 2005
As some of you might know, this Sunday is the opening of the NASCAR racing season, with the Daytona 500. While I’m not into NASCAR, I have a lot of respect for this race, it being one of the longest-running big events in the American racing scene. Sure, I’d chew my left leg off not […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Feb 16th, 2005
Some people might think less of me on account of this, but I’ve got a shameful confession to make: I’m a racing fan. Not the big-bucks NASCAR circuit, nor the big-bucks F1 racing, nor the big-bucks NHRA drag-racing type. No, I’ve a major sentimental spot for low-budget, DIY stock-car racing, as enacted every Sunday, Sunday, […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Feb 16th, 2005
So it came to pass in the early spring of 1991, that my family hauled home a wrecked, filthy, and decaying Karmann Ghia. Soon, Dad and a group of his buddies set upon stripping the car down and cutting out some extraneous bits, absence of which would greatly improve the Ghia’s potential as a racecar. […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs, nostalgia on Feb 16th, 2005
The car was ready to drive by mid-season, and so Dad registered it #48 for the year of his birth, 1948. First season’s performance was pretty miserable, as everyone’s first season is. You’re still getting used to the idea of driving as fast as you possibly can while turning to the left. The car’s still […]