Ye Olde Blogge

You’ve all made Geeky Boy’s day by posting comments on his blog. I was a little leery of posting his link here, not that I don’t trust my regular readers, but this is public and the news has done a great job of scaring the bejeezus out of me about internet crime and whatnot. He…

Narrative Children’s drawing of a Christmas tree, the bottomboughs of the pine curve perfectly, and beyondthe tree, the white house, the tiny window facing always a light in it, reddish from the thin curtains.My hands dip into the sink, the warm water. OnceI told my father I wanted to be a professional football player. Later,…

Rob points out in a comment on my science blogging post that one of the problems related to using a blog as a document of research is the non-lasting nature of work on the internet. I have seen arguments and have made the argument myself that it’s possible to ensure the longevity of blogs, but…

Today, a list of the songs I have played most often. What’s funny is I almost always randomize, though I do skip songs. Still, I don’t think this is entirely representative of my favorite songs. Torn & Frayed The Rolling StonesNever Is Enough Barenaked LadiesTalking To Myself Let’s ActiveTheme From Flood They Might Be GiantsHow…

I know I’ve gotten lame on the poetry thing. I have been exhausted and well, preoccupied with work stuff (in a good way) and I think I’ve got some kind of illness or allergies or the plague (like SBFH, but without the black tongue). So I’m filling in with some kid stories. I think I…

Which Family Guy character are you? via Angry Pregnant Lawyer Please consider donating to my efforts in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk for the Cure

So I took the blog talk on the road. My head is exploding with ideas. First, I chatted with the person who invited me to give the talk. Did the talk–a little fast, I think. Then lots of conversation afterward. Lunch. Met with science librarian, talked about her blogs, blogging for the library, information, library…

Following Rana, I thought I’d list some search strings. Think of this as a poem. I’m too tired to turn it into something and I’m too tired to pull a real poem out. drinking poem (lots of these)bored “stay at home wives” (is that me?)mom poemseamus heaney mid-term break (lots of variations on this)florence nightingale…

I convinced one person to start her own blog after my presentation. Have a visit. Have you noticed I’m becoming less and less anonymous? Oh well. Please consider donating to my efforts in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk for the Cure

The air is warm without a hint of chill that was here just a few days ago. The flowers on the trees have burst like fireworks and are spreading their petals like confetti on the ground, their pinkish-white turning to brown as they are trampled on and crushed. Others are out now that it’s warm:…