This one’s going to be a bit weird, and may not make a whole lot of sense. I apologize in advance. However, since I’ve sort of glided by on a string of very small posts for most of the last few entries, I figured I’d give my lovely readership a bit of something more substantial …
Category Archive: Memories
I suppose it’s long past time that I told you about my Denver trip. I’ve only been promising the story for a few months. Yes, I’m a world-class procrastinator. The Denver story is less about why I went (to learn how to use the systems management interface at my new job) than it is about …
My daughter turns 13 today. I am the father of teenagers. Does this frighten anyone else, or is it just me? Since my mid-week visits tend to run between an hour and two hours in duration, I decided to make Saturday a “father/daughter day” as a kind of early celebration and present. We didn’t do …
Why yes, it was rather like a pet rock, thankyouverymuch. Ah, those were the days.
I love Carcassonne. The game, not the French town, that is.
Steve and I, and two concerts.