Earth Day

Plinky asked, “Do you cel­e­brate Earth Day?”

Earth Day

Not really. I do my best to be envi­ron­men­tally respon­si­ble every day, instead of sav­ing it for one day of the year. I recy­cle, use mass tran­sit, buy locally pro­duced food as much as pos­si­ble, and take other steps so that I really have a very small car­bon foot­print these days.

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Biographies or Memoirs?

Plinky asked, “What’s the most inter­est­ing biog­ra­phy or mem­oir you’ve read?”

Dreams are nec­es­sary to life~Anais Nin

Anais Nin’s books come to mind right away, hon­estly. They’re so intense and sen­sual that they’ve stuck in my mind, although I only read them once and my copies dis­ap­peared 20 years ago.



Cam­ryn Manheim’s auto­bi­og­ra­phy was quite good, too. I don’t read many of that genre (or haven’t since child­hood), so I don’t have that many books to choose from here.

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Breakfast for Dinner, Yes!

Plinky asked, “Break­fast for din­ner: Are you a fan?”

IHOP Bis­cuits and Gravy

Absolutely! Break­fast is my favorite meal of the day, but I don’t usu­ally take time for the great big meal that I remem­ber fondly from Sun­day morn­ings at my par­ents’ house. But­ter­milk bis­cuits, sawmill gravy, eggs, bacon, sausage, and grits are a “real break­fast” and that’s just too heavy for the first meal of the day most of the time. They’re great for sup­per, though, if there are enough peo­ple around to share!

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Favorite Coffee Shop

Plinky asked, “What’s your favorite place to grab a cup of coffee?”

Star­bucks Cof­fee

I’m pretty happy hav­ing cof­fee at home, but if I’m out and about, I’ll swing by Star­bucks with the rest of the mob. It’s nice and pre­dictable, and I’m admit­tedly not a cof­fee snob. I just want my raspberry-​​vanilla mocha with the whipped cream on top, and that counts as dessert treat as much as any­thing else.

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Woo hoo!

Plinky asked, “What was the last thing you got really excited about?”

Home­made Ukule­les

My ukulele! I wish I had a photo of her to post, but I don’t. She’s a travel tenor, which means that she’s a bit big­ger than the “stan­dard” (soprano) ukulele most peo­ple are used to see­ing, but also thin­ner than a nor­mal tenor. She has a lovely voice, a lit­tle deeper than a soprano uke. She isn’t a toy like the one on which I orig­i­nally learned to play, either. And she’s mine all mine!

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