Woke up speaking French this morning
Really – it was the strangest thing. One of those anxiety dreams, where you’re trying to run to the right train through the Mobeus-shaped station built of slippery water-slide tubes. […]
Really – it was the strangest thing. One of those anxiety dreams, where you’re trying to run to the right train through the Mobeus-shaped station built of slippery water-slide tubes. […]
Haven’t been on a writing spree here, have I? And this in spite of the perambulations around New England. Poking around Cambridge with Andy and Devon, then up to Dartmouth […]
No, this isn’t an actual “roadtrip” post, though there will be more of those next week, as various parts of the Cohn clan hit the road for Nevada, Boston, New […]
Well, I got about a page and a half through my walk down Main St. in W’burg, about how even a tiny town that’s barely on the map has more […]
Okay, the photo’s from a couple of weeks ago, at the Cub Scout campout. D was out of town, so I had both kids, and Andy was the only girl […]
Sig hung on until Wednesday night, apparently in good spirits. Gretchen tells me that on Monday, he’d recovered enough that he decided to get up and take a walk. A […]
Spent the morning planning a trip I’m not going to get to take. I remember first meeting Sig Sporleder back on summer break from college, when I’d drummed up some […]
How do you explain LARP to someone who’s never seen it? Unsuccessfully, apparently. I think my kids have been addicted to “Live Action Role Playing” for about six months, since […]
Played hooky yesterday to deliver the T-6 down to Santa Maria for its new paint job. You remember the T-6? I wrote about it in a bunch of posts two […]
We were about two hours short of home, northbound on I-5 when the sky ripped open and dumped a wall of water on us. Big fat honking gobs of rain, […]