I have to confess, that this is the first blog post since 2004, and if you are wondering what I was doing all this time, it was certainly experiencing new life with my wife and the Lord.
So, why haven’t I been back to this outpost on the Internet? As a communicative creature, I . . . → Read More: Why I don’t blog anymore
It’s Christmas Eve, and all through the blog house, everyone was stirring, as it was time to scouse. Er, something like that.
Yes, it’s me, your humble blogmaster, back since my wedding day in October, ready to blog again. I might not be here every day, but when I have something to say, I’ll be . . . → Read More: Merry Christmas
… and with that, my wedding day! October 9th is indeed the second anniversary of the appearance of Out Of The Blue, first titled “Today I Blog, tomorrow I Sleep.” Back then, my posts reflected a sense of out-of-placement, being unemployed, widowed, and seeking serenity.
One of the vehicles that came to help me heal . . . → Read More: Out Of The Blue Is Two
As far as movie references go, I thought that a condor (from the title of this post, silly) would not convey the tone of this essay. Why a dove? The dove represents to me God’s love and blessing, heralding good news. And the good news is that M and I are still in one piece, . . . → Read More: Three days of the dove
Saturday’s yard sale was a moderate success as far as yard sales go. We priced a lot of stuff at .25 and .50, so making over a hundred dollars meant a lot of stuff went. Curiously, older and antique items, such as a collection of sugar and creamers didn’t sell. So, with the move this . . . → Read More: Going, going….
Another Saturday morning, and I ain’t got no money. I’m having yard sale so I can get paid. Oh how I wish I had buyers to talk to. I’m in an awful way.
Apologies to Yusuf Islam, or Cat Stevens. What’s the deal here, with HIM being a suspected terrorist? A Peace terrorist? Oh well. . . . → Read More: Tale of the Sale
The first fall-like temperatures reached Southern New England this morning, a cool 49 degrees F, making the evening’s sleep a snuggly one under the blankets. The week past has been busy, what else? I must have forgotten what it’s like to move.
As I am a planner-sort of guy, I bought 50 boxes that would . . . → Read More: Cool Running
It’s a done deal, the house is sold! And with that news, the packing begins in earnest (or, more correctly, in my house.) But first to go is the yard sale items.
M and I spent much of yesterday taking stuff out and pricing them. Most are hopefully going to go fast, with 25 cent . . . → Read More: Sale-ing, sale-ing
Being that it is Tuesday, I can look back at the weekend with fondness and a slightly romantic recollection that was the week past. M and I have been looking for apartments, and that has been a trial of sorts for both of us. There just isn’t nice apartments for us that we’d be happy . . . → Read More: Weekend Update No. 9
I begin this morning to discover that compact disks can and will explode in your cd player. Perhaps not playing music, but games. It is reported in Infoworld, and I have seen this elsewhere, that a computer disc shattered in a CD-ROM drive that the owner of was playing Age of Empires II. Computer games . . . → Read More: Musique Concrete