I made my last trip home yesterday, driving the beltway to US 23, and staying on 23 all the way to 75 into Toledo. Left at the split, where you can see the Mosque minarets, then up to the Monroe Street exit. The drive was a real grind, with an accident on Northbound 23 just south of Delaware and construction on I-75 that had to be engineered by the Toledo government.
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Friday, July 21, 2017
Broken Tooth Repair
Last Wednesday, July 19th, 2017, I was enjoying a leisurely breakfast of a mushroom, onion, and cheese omelet, toast with butter, and black coffee, when it happened.
Saturday, July 15, 2017
R.I.P. Zeus the Cat
Mister Zeus, my little tuxedo cat, hasn't been doing well lately. His
digestive system wasn't working the way it should; he'd eat, but there
would be no weight gain. He'd be hungry all the time, but feeding him
whenever he felt hungry was a bad idea, as he'd end up regurgitating the
food. He also had trouble getting around. His joints were too stiff
and sore to allow him to groom himself. He negotiated the stairs on
step at a time, pausing to rest about halfway up. Although he hated
being picked up and carried, he enjoyed it when I carried him up the
stairs. He'd lost so much weight that he was little more than fur and
bones. And he could no longer play with Danté, his buddy cat. Danté
would offer to play with him, and Zeus couldn't.
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Book Review: Gosnell: The Untold Story of America's Most Prolific Serial Killer by Ann McElhinney and Phelim McAleer
When I was around ten years old, I wanted to see a scary movie. My dear old mother took one look at it and refused to let me go watch it, saying it would give me nightmares and it was trashy anyway. I don't remember the film, but it might have been The Mummy (1959) by Disney. That would put me at 7 years old, so I tend to think this was the one. I pestered Mom so much that she finally told me to read something scary. Like what? Like Edgar Allan Poe, for instance.
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