Sunday Ramblings, 10/22

I’d considered posting something or another several times this week. In each instance, I had some topic – usually mundane and generic – that in some way tied into my day.  In each instance, I had some snappy first line that I was sure would attract attention, and – in each instance – my mind…

Oh, For Pete’s Sake

How do you deal with clingy people? That’s a real question, Internet.  I’ve got someone who’s stuck on me and I need to figure out how to give them their walking papers, and fast. I had an ex-girlfriend who was clingy, but that was different.  The relationship didn’t work and she made it clear that…

Where Even Weirder Things Are

Okay, it’s time to finish this story. Maybe I should treat this like a television show, with an announcement of “Previously on Dr. Furious . . .” Just imagine me saying that in a rich baritone, and we’re set. So I’m off to the second bookstore.  What I didn’t include in the previous post was the…

Where the Weird Things Are

I’ve mentioned numerous times my love of reading, and my near-constant vigil at used bookstores to find old titles that I missed when they were first released.  Visiting a bookstore for me is like breathing air: It’s what I do to survive in a world over which I have virtually no control.  It gives me…

What Happened?

I haven’t been writing much as of late.  The odd observation or the pithy comment, but nothing of any weight or value. A few weeks ago, I received a rather hostile note about something I’d posted.  The letter writer had a few choice words for me, and accused me of being mean-spirited and spiteful.  Stunned…

Windy Thoughts

It is windy here. I love seasonal windstorms.  Despite its roar, and the cacophony of noises outside from tumbling trash cans, mailboxes, awnings, and who-knows-what-else, I’ve always found the sound of a windstorm to be somewhat comforting, not too different from listening to a thunderstorm or some other white noise. It amuses me, too.  Despite…

Containing Anger

In the days since my last update regarding my sister, things have taken a bizarre turn. When I last wrote, she was in the intensive care unit (ICU), slowly recovering from a staph infection that nearly claimed her life.  All seemed to be good, but her heart rate was rather excessive, her blood pressure far…

Missing Sinks and Inner Monologues

My hope that the Great Renovation Project would end today proved to be a vain and silly one.  Despite starting at nearly the crack of dawn, the work crew that I’d spoken so highly of a day or two ago, is only moderately beyond the point they reached yesterday.  I optimistically noted that we now…

Let’s Go to Hobby Lobby!

I’ve noticed something over the years: Despite all of this “good will towards men” stuff, people tend to be even more obnoxious, rude, and combative, than usual during the Christmas season. Why is that?  This observation – which I made several years ago, in fact – resurfaced yesterday.  I just thought it strange.  Anyway, I happened…