I’m in a pissy mood today (see the post above), so I thought I’d throw out some conundrums I don’t understand. Oh, ok, I understand, but they still piss me off: 1) Why do the people with the worst-behaved kids always ask me why Kelly isn’t in a preschool, and then (unsolicited) advise me to…
Category: Daft Musings
A Musing on the Importance of Writing
While we were talking about the Rosicrucian Museum afterwards, Peter pondered why the Egyptians had such an evolved religious philosophy, but hardly anything else. Well, perhaps it’s because the only real solid record that still existed by the time we were curious about them was writings on tomb walls. But it made me think why…
Buying a New Car
It’s been nearly 10 years since Peter and I bought a car. He and I come from two different classes of people. I come from the debt-averse group that scrapes together some money and buys whatever can be had for that: which usually means a used car. Peter comes from the class that buys a…
A Car Dies on 101
Peter called me this morning as I was writing about Green Gulch Farms. “Did you get my picture?” he asked. I’d received nothing by phone or email. He’d sent me a picture of his now-crushed car, and asked me to pick him up on the freeway with the possessions he’d been able to salvage from…
So Now We Have HDTV
Peter recently realized that HDTV reception has become relatively affordable, so he set about getting it. For the record, I’m indifferent to HDTV. I grew up in the pre-cable era, and remember watching movies from LA channels that were often ghosted in with competing signals. Anything better than that is fine by me, though I…
Oh, So That’s Why People Hate Christians
For a long time, I’ve been puzzled by the hatred against Christians. I have more than a few devoutly Christian friends and acquaintances, and they’re far from obnoxious, and very often, they’re very, well, Christian: eager to help others regardless of creed, striving to live up to their own moral standards, and engaged in their…
My Birthday Cake
As I’ve mentioned before, Kelly loves reading. Specifically, she loves being read to, which means I get to read a lot of children’s books, often over and over again. So this year, for my birthday, I decided I had to have a big round pink cake. The good cakes in children’s books are always round…
Kelly Loves Postman Pat
Kelly loves reading, but as I realize, when I let her choose her own books, she has her own preferences. Last year, I read her One Fish, Two Fish so often I nearly had it memorized. This year she can’t get enough of the Froggy books, Amelia Bedelia, and Postman Pat. You’ve probably never heard…
If My Life Were a Game of Jeopardy
Shelly tagged me again, this time with “If My Life Were a Game of Jeopardy.” I have to admit I didn’t quite get it, because I rarely watch Jeopardy. And when Peter set up our American Revolution Jeopardy, he came up with all sorts of clever category titles, which is part of the fun of…
The San Jose Grand Prix
The San Jose Grand Prix was so loud I could hear it as an angry buzzing here in my home, five miles away. This is the third year the city of San Jose has hosted this farce, and I hate it. I can’t go near downtown from Thursday on, because the streets are blocked off,…