Category: My Darling B
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a puzzle to pass the time
The cold spell broke last weekend. It broke so hard that temperatures climbed into the 60s on Monday. Insane. To take advantage of the balmy weather, I’ve been tromping around anywhere the ground is solid enough to walk on. There’s not a lot of that right now. But for four weeks, it rarely got warmer… Read.
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a fine evening at Alchemy
Way, way back (peers through the mists of time) in 2006, My Darling B worked on the west side of town, almost in Middleton, at the DMV. I worked at a bank in the center of town, right on capitol square. Every morning, she would drop me off on the square, then continue on to… Read.
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Vacation in California 2013
I didn’t take my phone to Isle Royale because it wouldn’t work there, except as a camera, but I didn’t want to use it as a camera because it’s a pretty old phone. I was absolutely certain the battery wouldn’t last five days. Even if I brought a power bank, I was pretty sure my… Read.
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soured
After brewing a fresh pot of coffee yesterday morning, I refilled the electric kettle with about a liter of water and a half-cup of vinegar to de-scale it. Left it to boil while I returned to the video I had started on my computer. It was not the smartest move I could’ve made. I typically… Read.
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jacked
My Darling B needed a garden shed for all her shovels and rakes (and implements of destruction) so we bought a kit to make one from a local hardware store and I put it together in the back yard about fifteen years ago. When we bought it, I asked the guy at the hardware store… Read.
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mom voice
I was doing something stupid until I was stopped by THE MOM VOICE Read.
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bass beat
Ah, the sweet peace and restful quiet of staying in a B&B … NEXT TO THE DANCE CLUB WITH A FIFTY MEGATON STEREO SYSTEM Read.
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build a fire
I suffered an especially painful case of dry-eye last night and when I told My Darling B about it, she said, “Maybe you need a humidifier in the bedroom.” What I heard her say was, “Maybe you need to make a fire in the bedroom.” When she says something that doesn’t make any sense at… Read.
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egg noodles
My Darling B sent me out to get egg noodles. I don’t know what egg noodles are. “They’re wide and flat and curly,” she explained. “They’re flat and curly?” “Yes. They’re flat. But they’re curly.” I couldn’t even imagine what that looked like. “How wide are they? An inch wide? Three-quarters of an inch?” “They’re… Read.
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hacked
My Darling B’s Twitter account was hacked! She sat down on Tuesday afternoon to see what manner of madness befell the world and discovered that someone had logged into her account and posted a few hundred tweets extolling the greatness of a particular brand of cryptocurrency. After several failed attempts to log in, she finally… Read.
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