Happy Valentine’s Day! When you play, play hard; when you work, don’t play at all. –Theodore Roosevelt Don’t get all relaxed about the Georgia science curriculum yet: Big bang busted in science class for high schools We had a marvelous…
Links/Divorce Bill
After Packing M&M’s Together, Scientists Like What They See Okay, I didn’t see why the fact that M&Ms pack more tightly than gumballs would be significant, at first. But apparently, this fact is important to scientists who want to understand…
House Dreams
This is whining, and I know it. Most folks should probably skip it. Edit: It turned into lots of dreaming, too.
Silly Horoscope/Colors/Cleaning
I laughed out loud at this, so I figured I’d give y’all a chance to do so, too: Dear Cynthia, Here is your horoscope for Friday, February 13: You’re the black cat that crosses everyone’s path, purring all the way.…
Poem: My Father’s Lunch
My Father’s Lunch by Erica Funkhouser Saturday afternoon, he’d sit at the kitchen table in khakis and a workshirt. White napkin, a beer, the serrated knife. Pieces of prosciutto or headcheese or kippered herring layered on slabs of black bread.…
What Song…
Okay, okay…I’m curious. What song, if any, reminds you of me? *Put this in your journal too. The answers might surprise you*
Physical Attraction Test
I took the Physical Attraction Test that theferrett suggested. I’m not going to put all the many results here, but it did tell me what I pretty much know: I’m attracted to bearlike men who are taller than me in…
Wear Black, Send Green
jenngbob came up with a neat idea: Wear Black, Send Green. Wear black this Saturday, and send green Valentine cards to your friends, especially those who aren’t likely to enjoy the holiday much 🙂 I have something different to ask…
A What Church That Whats?
Wow—a Baptist church in Gwinnett county that supports gay marriage! I’d visit if we still lived in that area.
Poem: The Almanac of Last Things
The Almanac of Last Things by Linda Pastan From the almanac of last things I choose the spider lily for the grace of its brief blossom, though I myself fear brevity, but I choose The Song of Songs because the…