Sometimes it takes more effort to find the remote control you need for a particular device than to actually get up, go over, and push a button right there.
If the device even has buttons nowadays.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
Sometimes it takes more effort to find the remote control you need for a particular device than to actually get up, go over, and push a button right there.
If the device even has buttons nowadays.
“He’s got negativity about things he doesn’t know shit about.”
And I’m fond of them both.
Yet I’m thinking the perspective could apply to many others in the public sphere.
How precious the Light is in these shrinking days.
One lesson of the Chanukah menorah: faithfulness multiplies the Light.
With the holidays just ahead, we’re coming up on the prime choral season of the year.
Look around, and there are many outstanding groups, not just the big, famed organizations in the footsteps of conductors Robert Shaw, Roger Wagner, Margaret Hillis, or John Oliver, either.
Hit on some of these on YouTube or Vimeo and let me hear what you think.
It took her longer in line at the Starbucks than to get through the TSA screening.
Even so, she discovered that the alternative of driving 15 hours was still the quicker way to reach her destination.
Not everybody loves them, but they are a Thanksgiving tradition, jellied or stewed or otherwise.
Here’s some background.


Quakers advise living in simplicity, but it can be complicated.
For example, how do we feel about heated car seats?
Especially if the car already came equipped with them?
And, for extra points, was purchased used?
As another example, how about eating fresh scallops in season? Sure, they’re expensive but also so heavenly. Cooked at home, a dinner can be priced out around the cost of a meal at McDonald’s these days and will likely be healthier. The morsels are also so simple to cook, if you’re paying attention.
If you’ve worked through the Money Talks exercises on my Chicken Farmer blog, you know I’m a believer in simple luxuries, things my frugal wife labels as Quality of Life improvements. These can be as simple as a great cup of coffee savored in the morning, rather than a full pot gulped habitually. Or a fine sweater purchased at a yard sale that still gets compliments a dozen years later.
Looking closely also points to many conflicts we see as First World problems, things that upset spoiled Americans and Europeans and the rich in other realms but are utterly beyond the reach of most of the world’s people. You know, even having a car.
Those could prompt a Tendrils here at the Red Barn, but I’m passing for now. I mean, some folks are upset having to eat leftovers while the majority of the global populace is going hungry.
My most recent round with this arose over the funeral arrangements for someone who was not exactly in our family but still being handled by one of us rather than one of hers. As I was saying about complications?
Without getting into the details, I can say that hers, shaped by family and friends’ expectations, easily cost many times more than a Quaker burial would have – and the memorial service itself would have been free and far more personable.
When I go, I definitely want any earthly wealth to go to my family and worthy endeavors than being poured into the ground. OK?
Now, back to those car seats. How do we feel about air-conditioning in the car?
Our deceased neighbor’s family masked up to clean up
and then the pest exterminator showed up.
Rat infestation, as we learned.
The lamp post is finally turned off
all night
and her car is parked crooked.
Not that she ever allowed that.
Suppose I lost everything I had packed in a car fire.
My meds and dental retainer likely the biggest loss.
Didn’t bring my laptop, and my cell phone’s in my messenger bag.
Everything else could be readily replaced.
Well, including those. Even the phone numbers I had stored there.
Oh, my, so much has happened since the Common Ground Fair at the autumn equinox.
The week that followed, when I was out in the schooner, introduced so much, and two days after I returned, the big renovation project on our house finally began.
Many of those developments will be presented in weekly posts after the New Year. I do need time to digest the implications. Remember, I spent too much of my professional life as a journalist in the immediacy of daily chaos. I do value a longer view.
For now, there are other bits to catch up on as well.
Life is feeling very rich, indeed, if I don’t let it become overwhelming.