I got word that my high school graduating class has its own website. Understand, I left that school in 1987 and don’t intend to return for this or any reunion. (Judging by the “lost” list, I’m not alone.) Even so, I was sad to see that eleven of my class of 516 had already died.
Hubby and I went to an open house today. We liked what we saw, but it confirmed that when we do buy property, we’ll end up with much less space than we have now. Very expensive to live in D.C., especially in the areas we like. So we’re on perpetual possessions culls — makes not… Continue reading Do you want to buy my books?
Dear Readers, As I have written before, I am not conventionally employed and while I’m enjoying my current temp placement (at a Major and Very Well Known Media Outlet, doing many of the same things in my last Day Job, as it happens) I would like to be hired and enjoy Fringe Benefits. I have… Continue reading Resume doctor?
A quick note from New York. Revival turnout was smaller than I expected — more about that when I get home — but the keynoter I heard — the Rev. Dr. Gary Dorrien, of Union Theological Seminary has made up my reading list for the next year.
I’ll try to post photos of New York. Leave your comment here if you have requests.
Just a little test to see if I can do it. Haven’t tried in ages. Impressed? This is a feature of WordPress, if you’ve not upgraded.
The Socinian just blogged about the 1914 Christmas truce. What he didn’t mention — but may have known — is that the last survivor of the truce, Alfred Anderson, died last month, aged 109. Hubby and I honeymooned in England in 2003 over November 11, Remembrance Day. Then, two or three of the surviving World… Continue reading Tommies
One of my Loyal Readers asked if I had any resources for learning Latin inexpensively; indeed I do. I’d recommend Peter Jones’s Learn Latin, being the series printed in the London Daily Telegraph in the mid-90s and published by Barnes and Noble in 1998. You should find it at the store of the same name… Continue reading Learning Latin
I can tell I’m more upset about the hurricane disaster than I first thought. Edginess. Stess eating. A bit of weepiness when an official interviewed on NPR — which I haven’t tuned in to hear in months — identified himself as a Coast Guard Chief Petty Officer. (As was my father, now retired, who was… Continue reading Plus two days
I spent most of my early childhood years in suburban New Orleans, and remember the storms and flooding of smaller hurricanes. Bad business, that. I am very worried. I’ll add news, particularly Unitarian Universalist-related news, as it happens. Later. Katharine prays for New Orleans in a comment that got zapped as spam. She remembered Charleston… Continue reading Pray for New Orleans