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Monthly Archives: August 2003

The summer of my sophomore year in high school I worked in Nevada Missouri, helping -nominally- to build my uncle Willoughby’s new auto parts store. Nevada (long “a”) is a town of about ten thousand, two hours southwest of Excelsior Springs and a handful of miles from Fort Scott, Kansas. Fort Scott was established in […]

Travis, from the time he was sixteen, spent part of every summer at our house. We worked together at Channel1, where he would write code and I would surf porn sites. One summer, the last one, he helped paint my house. Then he went away to college and like the successful athlete who outgrows his […]

Most years Jimmy’s tomatoes begin to ripen in early July. His plants are tall, exposed to less than a half day of sun, grown in the blackest compost and are visible from the shore of the Northridge. I have to confess, I ate them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I ate more than my share […]

Home Depot has automated checkout llines where customers scan their own items. The Annandale DQ uses robots. Looking at this “ad”, wouldn’t you buy their Lime Misty Slushes?

Our flight home from Minnesota was uneventful. We sat together, I talked to no one, Diane dozed, Matthew read his new Ken Follett book, and I’m sure we all reminisced about our time at Torroemore. It was, in a word, restorative. Diane and Matthew floating on Lake Sylvia in Asgard III. I tried to convince […]

When I talk to Jim at the lumber yard, I don’t say, “ I need ten 2×12’s with joist hangers and by the way, my wife thinks I should use eight penny galvanized nails instead of joist hanger nails.” When the concrete truck arrives, I don’t say, “My wife wants a thinner mix, can you […]

“Diane, did you know there’s a dinner reception tomorrow at Curry College so staff and students can meet one another?” It was Saturday and I was prepared to begin my writing course on Monday, not Sunday. “Isn’t that what it says on the schedule? The one they sent you weeks ago?” I filled my plate […]

Carrying a bottle of Dasani, my ticket, Friday’s USA Today, and my suitcase, I trailed Diane, thinking here we go again – seats at the very back of the plane. Matt always sits on the wing and when we fly without him, we usually back up against the bathroom wall. But not this time. Diane […]

Team BCD with one M from 3M Matt devouring The Da Vinci Code; Charlie contemplating poking Matt in the eye.

Susan is right, I don’t have time to add to the blog. I sit in class most of the day and then I come home and try to write. Looking back on my last entry I’d say the writing course has hurt more than it has helped. Maybe it takes time for all this knowledge […]

CATCHING UP The BMW cost $330.00 for various estimates and to fix the oil pump problem that had left Matt’s instructor scratching his head. We whittled down various Alpha Cars recommended to-do’s and gave them only the go ahead to fix the clutch and drive shaft. That came to about $1400.00. I use the past […]