It’s been a hard day’s night
And I’ve been working like a dog
It’s been a hard day’s night
I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you
I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
From “A Hard Day’s Night” by the Beatles
For those of you worried about Latte’s juvenile record, I believe she gets a couple more chances before there is a formal complaint about her outspokenness. We’ve had quite a few heart-to-heart talks over the weekend. Poor Latte is exhausted from trying so hard to be good while Java is exhausted from trying to be…
“Work the shot,” experienced photographers say…
A body in motion
will remain in motion
until it is no longer in motion
It was up around 45 degrees today, unseasonably warm for this time of year. It’s sad for me that this will be a brown Christmas but I did enjoy riding Luke outside with my friend Cheryle. Before I rode, I noticed that Luke’s eye, which has been weepy for awhile, is not getting better, and…
I appear to have hundreds of emails in my inbox attempting to respond to this question: What happens next? Answers range from what steps a company is taking to protect their customers from COVID-19, what online services are available to replace in-person services, and how what happens next depends on my actions, therefore I should…
It seems like so many people are doing 30 days of something. I’ve done my own stints of 30 days of yoga, 30 days of bicycling, 30 days of meditation, 30 days of poetry, and so on. 30 days sounds doable. And if you can hang in there for 30 days, there’s a promise, implied…
