Who delivers the postman’s mail? The obvious literal answer, of course, is “another postman”. (Or, put in a more politicly correct fashion, “another letter carrier”.) I’m not interested in a literal answer, though. Rather, as is often the case when I posit such things, it is metaphorical inquiry, a philosophical question about the nature of [...]

…but not quite how you might think. The lovely LisaH posted an interesting entry to her blog today that got me thinking. (Always a frightening thing.) I was going to leave my thoughts in the comments, but at the 100,000th word, I decided it might be better to post it here and perhaps start a [...]

May is finally here, bringing with it spring flowers, Mother’s Day, and tornado season for those of us of the more Southern persuasion. May is extra special to me, though, because it is Mental Health Awareness Month. It’s pretty hard to know me (especially the six of you who read what I post here) without [...]

This weekend was the 16th annual X Games in LA, and of course, I was glued to the screen. (Sadly, sleep issues and the inability of ESPN to distinguish between EST and PST caused me to miss some events I really wanted to see.) Having spent most of the weekend watching some of the most [...]

My grandma loved flowers, and always had beds filled with them. There were annuals like multicoloured inpatiens, Purple Wave petunias, Scarlet Sage, and whatever else might be interesting when the Spring visit to the nursery rolled around. There were also my favourites, the perennials: irises, gladiolas, and her favourites, roses. When I was little, Grandma [...]

Saw it, wanted to. Answers must be a single word. Where is your cell phone? Left Your hair? Suck Your mother? QVC Your father? Bondo Your favourite food? Meatloaf Your dream last night? Lascivious Your favourite drink? Cucumber Your dream/goal? Escape What room are you in? Padded Your hobby? Métier Your fear? Existence Where do [...]