Shaken, Not Stirred
- Califon, New Jersey, United States
- January 06
- "I grow old...I grow old. I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled." T.S. Eliot
MY RECENT POSTS
- Titanic Explained to 12th
April 14, 2014 04:43PM
- The Eagle
April 11, 2014 12:47PM
- Nothing Cheers Like Making a
Good, Stinky, Groaning.....
March 28, 2014 12:05PM
- Hunting Shark Teeth in the
Land of the Early Bird Special
March 17, 2014 08:41PM
- Taking Down the Christmas Tree
January 16, 2014 03:15PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I like the poem. It
captures the way I felt this
in the freezing
- “Delightful, indeed. It
think Biden made it up,
because it is
- “Terrific review. I
haven't thought about that
movie in years,
but I recall
- “Wow, this is the longest
free-ranging comment thread I
seen here in
April 15, 2014 09:17PM
- “I get it! These writings
are etched in stone and
just like the OS
April 15, 2014 04:41PM
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(The Titanic sank on this date in 1912. This is a repost, with a tweak or two, of a piece I did in 2012 to commemorate that event. Not much has changed in the interim as to the fate of the ship or our educational system)
A recent survey shows that… Read full post »
I came across this scene on one of my rambles in the vicinity of my home. I think it pretty well sums up how I usually feel after the last relative has gone on home after Christmas and the last family get-together has ended.
It got me thinking that it would… Read full post »
I found this little cobble on the side of the trail while on my walk this morning. As you can see. it is nearly perfectly egg shaped. It doesn't appear to be a river stone, and if so, I have never seen one this perfectly shaped.
I found it not… Read full post »
The small wooden sailboat sits on a patch of lawn dwarfed by the Kennedy Library at the University of Massachussetts Dorchester that rises up behind it.
Only a low slung chain fence separates it from the hustle and bustle of the University and the Boston Harborwalk. It looks vulnerable, back seat… Read full post »
A hard day of raking, blowing, vacuuming, and bagging leaves. Many more ahead. I earned this: the first fire of fall, Frank Sinatra on the stereo, and a tasty libation. Cheers to all!
Recently, I was cleaning out some old photos and this one popped up.
I am sure you recognize the chap on the left, but the bespectacled lad on the right is the… Read full post »
As I sit here in Boston awaiting the birth of my granddaughter, the first child of my beloved daughter, I know my yard back home is being invaded.
All of those leaves, which now are hanging out on their limbs going "look at us, aren't we pretty," will at first… Read full post »
Mr. Big Head is a blogger with a jumbo cranium who once thought about taking the Mensa qualifying exam, but didn't, but if he did he might have scored higher than Marilyn Van Zant, the highest scorer ever, and author of the weekly column Ask Marilyn, from whom he borrowed the… Read full post »
Photo: Museum of Cultural History, University of Oslo, Marianne Vedeler.
A recent edition of the Smithsonian.com newsletter reports that a 1,700 year old sweater has emerged from one of the rapidly melting glaciers in Norway.
According to the article, scientists are at a loss to explain… Read full post »
Prompt: Write a story that involves the end of summer.
Jack sat on the end of the dock with his best friend, Warrie, and looked down his dangling legs at his own sneakers.
The rubber ribs on the front had completely worn away, and the canvas was rotting and splitting… Read full post »
"Hey, look at this," my wife, Kathie, said holding the lap top screen up for me to see. "Our cell phones are in a museum!"
And sure enough, there was a picture of a flip phone that is a dead ringer, excuse the pun, for our's sitting in the display… Read full post »