Saturday, November 30, 2024
Friday, November 29, 2024
Groatsworth, Armistice
De Lint 's Moonheart, the Weirdin deck, Paxson's Berkeley-Telegraph Avenue 1970s era Urban Norse fantasy, and luck-pieces in brass and pewter.
Groatsworth is a fine oatmeal stout.
Sunday, November 24, 2024
Thursday, November 21, 2024
The Travel-Edition
of a favorite novel.
Steven Erikson's Gardens of the Moon.I really did cut the book in Twain just to lighten my luggage. I was packing at least five other books for a two-week trip, right?
Wednesday, November 20, 2024
Tuesday, November 19, 2024
Monday, November 18, 2024
Sunday, November 17, 2024
Friday, November 15, 2024
Thursday, November 14, 2024
Debt? Thank You, Dad!
Debts: 50 years ago?
When I was a middle-schooler, my father, who seemed to think fantasy and sword&sorcery and anything not sports were silly, picked up three tickets for the local high school's production of The Hobbit. He didn't tell me it was a musical, which I would have recoiled from. Instead, it was all a surprise as he, my mother, and I waited for the play to begin. I had a fine time, and I treasure the memory. More than anything, I reflect on how my dad noticed something I loved, countered his bias against the subject matter, countered my bias against a musical, and was willing to be there too.
He came to most of my swim meets as well, bless him. The one parent cheering for our high school team. My friends appreciated that too. We lost more than we won.
I wasn't the star athlete my father wanted--that was G my middle brother and H my oldest brother--but he found ways to connect that I did not appreciate in the hurly burly of my teenage years. I am sorry for my blindness now.
Tuesday, November 12, 2024
Charybdis
Eddy, South of Van Damme
Mendocino, 2015 or 2017.
My best capture of a whirlpool in motion.
I should be more patient.