Strangers In a Strange Land, Part Three — Flying Things

I don’t know how long I’ve loved planes. Or rockets. And the reason I don’t know how long I’ve loved them is probably because I’ve always loved them. So back in high school, when I was in DC, I used just about all of my free time to wander through every exhibit at the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum on the mall. But since then, they’ve expanded with a second site, where they can hold many intact aircraft they’ve collected over the decades. The Air & Space Udvar-Hazy Museum...

Strangers In a Strange Land, Part Two – Washington, D.C.

This is the second installment in the series on our recent trip out east. I don’t recall the fine details of the trip out to D.C. when I was a teenager. I signed up for a program in high school called “Close Up,” which was designed to let us government nerds geek out on an intensive week of touring and seeing government up close with other kids from around the country. My family drove out and while I learned stuff, my parents and sister wandered the city doing who-kn0ws-what. But I...

Strangers In a Strange Land, Part One – Flying

This begins a few posts talking about our recently completed family trip to Washington, D.C. and New York City. Enjoy! You know that feeling of irrational paranoia and terror that’s welling up deep inside you while the rational parts of you are saying there isn’t a problem? That was going on inside of me over a week ago, as on that Saturday, all five of us took our packed bags, piled into two cars driven by my parents, and headed to the airport at some ungodly hour of the...

Sunday Thinking

Okay…Before we start the festivities, know this: mom, I love you. And that’s why I can laugh at (and with) you. I have decided that my mother does her best and most active thinking on Sunday mornings. And if I pulled my cell phone records for the last eight years or so, I could prove it. And actually, I think I can pin down the timing of her best Sunday morning thinking to a block of time between nine a.m. and noon. How do I know this, you may...

Coming Back

For those keeping score at home, yes, I’ve been gone for about a week. I blame the usual suspects: nothing to say, no desire to say it, a complete giving over to the desire to become a blob in a comfy chair at home and appreciate the American dream of total laziness. You’d think it wasn’t that hard, writing a blog here every day. I mean, it’s basically just opening up the brain and letting something I’ve thought about, seen, read, heard, eaten or cooked just fall right out...

Then and Now

We went to the fair on Friday afternoon. It was hot, crowded, tiring, but still fun for the five-plus hours we spent there. We’ve all gotten to the point where there are just a few things that each person wants to do, so we hit those, eat what we want to eat, and leave. No day-long excursion needed. It was a little weird, though, that we didn’t go last year. We didn’t go, of course, because we were on our big road trip to see the western half of...

Back To It

Tomorrow’s Labor Day, which means that the day after that is the return to the normal schedule around here. We’ve had our three months of Summer freedom, hot weather, shorter hours, transitions, and the like. Now it’s time to get back to things. Like the blog, here. I didn’t mean to be away from it for two weeks, really, but it just happened. Too much other stuff going on, and not enough that I felt like talking about. The kids are back to school on Tuesday, each in the...

Yeah, So That Happened…

It’s not often that one hears about a nasty storm that hit the city you live in from one of your own kids who are far, far away. Yet it happened. Let me rehash this strange weekend for you, starting from the end: Our cable is out. Again. Which means that our access to the great golden information superhighway known as the internet is out as well. We our lost. Adrift without entertainment to do its thing and actually, you know, entertain us. I mean, My God! The Mad Men...

The Lesson Here…

It’s been a busy several days around here, so I’ll use that as the crutch when I place blame for not writing here for the last couple of days. I was up at the crack of doom on Saturday morning–4:30, to be precise–in order to make sure the rest of the herd was awake, fed, dressed, cleaned up, and ready to leave home at 6:30 to get the kids to the vans for their servant trip out west. What’s that? I haven’t mentioned that here before? Let me rectify...

Updates–Late Edition

Sorry that this is appearing on Monday night instead of Sunday night as normal. But last night, I just felt like being lazy after dinner, flipped around on the TiVo between recorded shows and baseball and then settled down to watch Mad Men. By the time that was over, it was 10, and I was done for the night. To the first order of business: I can proudly report that I dropped 3.4 pounds last week, almost doubling the total so far, so I’m up past the 7 pound...

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