Ocean

I have not time to write now... I'm here with a small bunch of Madison and ex-Madison bloggers and they, especially one of them, the one...

...to get to the other side. of the river. Last night, I watched the pink tones of a sunset outside my Madison loft window. Today, I took th...

Or: how to succeed in business without really trying. If you haven’t guessed it as yet, I have been somewhat overwhelmed these past weeks. W...

Michele Norris talked to some of the children displaced by hurricane Katrina and fragments of these interviews aired on NPR today. I have of...

Although I have not yet come to class late (I am talking about my morning Tuesday/Thursday class) I pretty much come in at 9:30 and 59 secon...

I don’t think there has been a single time when I have mentioned (to suburban friends) that I am moving downtown that I haven’t gotten some ...

I am at the wine store, taking back a couple of bottles of booze that I had in the house, ones that were never used and will never be opened...

One of the last things that I removed in the course of packing up bedroom things yesterday was a magazine ad, pasted to the inside of the cl...

Last night, neighbors – or, I suppose I should call them now old neighborhood friends – brought out a large telescope and we took turns pou...

Why did I once have a framed page from Gleason’s Pictorial? It was snatched at the garage sale today by someone who wanted to give it to a f...

Garage sale, at the unpopular time of 3 to 6! Today! Not. The newspaper ad did not appear yesterday, nor today. Why didn’t you run my ad? Yo...

4 pm : university hearings finally end. I walk briskly to the loft and hide $1000 under the mattress. I drive recklessly. Sarah K and Susann...

...because I am soooooo loaded! Notes from my day: Snag in walking-to-work routine: I push the clock and wind up running out the door with w...

How can I not acknowledge someone (Sir Ed) who sacrificed herself and was willing to make do with a lunch from the Polish deli just so she c...

So many good and kind people have volunteered their help and support with this move and I am grateful. Whether or not I take you up on your ...

So many boxes to pack! Dust everywhere. Why those deep sighs? You are picking up a habit of mine. I sigh all the time now. It's the dust...

Strip the years of days where sickness, death and other forms of human tragedy made their way into our lives, take stock of what remains and...

Blogger Ang slaps down the “ one right person” myth in her post here . As well she should. But I do want to put in a plug for one right fra...

Red, the color of anger, passion, fear, heat. Blue, the color of sadness, vastness, peace, ice. Which is your inclination? Which color flash...

Twenty-eight years ago today I got married. It was a shockingly brief courtship. You might say I am a person who has sudden realizations abo...