O. Crap
Studley (or Marge) It's possible you don't care about our chickadees, Studley and Marge, but [...]
Pre-Planning For The Future
Dave got a solicitation in the mail the other day from Neptune Cremation Service, which [...]
Learning To Write From Chopin
When I was a kid, I figured Chopin was just mean. It seemed like enough [...]
I Buried Them
When winter comes, I turn my back on the flowers I've loved all season. See [...]
Drowning Our Troubles At The Brewery
Burnside Brewery Goddess Molly Fox Dave called me on his new Mobile Cellular Telephone the [...]
Hooking Me Up
It's a sign of what I'm going to call maturity that I no longer like [...]
Hitling Back At Hitler
Sometimes in the little small-town newspapers there is a section about local people and their [...]
The Murre, The Merrier
Sarah. Looks mean, right? Sarah Swanson is a very nice person who thinks my blog [...]
Dueling Jujus
I'm comforted by things that do not change: the phases of the moon, the pandering [...]
It’s A Cattleastrophe
It is my duty to report that there is a herd of frozen cows inside [...]
May As Well Try And Catch The Wind
Our Wedding Cake Topper, 1983 The good citizens of North Carolina have defined marriage as [...]
Things We Count On
It's spring, and the signs are everywhere. A single crow has taken up honking lessons [...]
Embryonic Glory
Photo by Nina Harfman My recent musings in which I implied that salamanders are the [...]
We’re Being Porked
In June 2011, an enormous hog farm blew sky-high, killing 1500 hogs outright and damaging [...]
Noticing
Most people look at birds with a hazy benevolence. They appreciate the robins and cardinals [...]