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you are LOST in a maze of twisty little passges, all the same...



Last Build Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2016 17:16:58 +0000

 



When it started…

Mon, 14 Nov 2016 17:16:58 +0000

Shortly after the invasion of Iraq was when I became more aware of it. I knew there was bias in the news, could handle watching CNN, MSNBC, Fox – they were all slightly unique. They covered the events that eventually led to the war, they covered the congressional approval debates, that authorized the President to […]



Alexander Hamilton

Fri, 04 Nov 2016 15:17:03 +0000

So thanks, Brenna for getting that ear-worm of a musical stuck in my brain. Enough that I start to write to get things unstuck our of my brain, and interested enough about the guy on the ten dollar bill to read his biography. Interesting chap, things I never knew. As the song goes, “how does […]



Perfect? No-No!

Thu, 19 Jun 2014 16:16:41 +0000

This is about as close as you can get to a perfect game. Each batter (28 of them thanks to a ground ball throwing error) of Clayton (K-layton?) Kershaw’s no-hit gem of a game last night. A perfect game would have had only 27 batters. At Home, with Vin Scully on the call… Great game! […]



I drive by a food desert everyday!

Wed, 21 May 2014 14:26:42 +0000

Prompted by this post on Instapundit, I went to the USDA map, and inserted my street address to see where I might find a Food Desert near me. If you don’t know what a food desert is, let’s head to Wikipedia and find out. In general, there is no specific agreed-upon definition for the term. An […]



A Baggins Of Bags End.

Mon, 20 Jan 2014 20:53:19 +0000

Had an interesting weekend, as I attended a discussion about the book, “The Art of Neighboring” and the challenge that went with it to learn the names of the eight neighbors around me. (NB: think of a tic-tac-toe board with your house in the middle and your physical geographical neighbors that would inhabit the other […]



Bible verses suck

Mon, 23 Dec 2013 21:13:21 +0000

and sometimes passages of the bible suck. Because they are ripped out of context, and applied haphazardly to whatever we think they should apply to. Take for example Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you […]



Boanerges

Fri, 20 Dec 2013 18:20:59 +0000

Today my father’s mother passed away. That makes me, the oldest male from the line that bears the name Stueve. My grandmother, Grace, was proceeded in death by her husband Stan, and her son Dick. (Both oddly, nicknames that avoid using the name Clarence… (this is a picture of how my brain works, and freely […]



I don’t feel dirty…

Thu, 12 Dec 2013 21:08:24 +0000

Okay, the original lyric was “I don’t feel tardy!” but it’s a homonym homophone, right? The thing is, our feelings will totally mess us up, direct us down the wrong path and spin us around until we right round, baby right round. gah… perhaps the lyrics of my past have come back to haunt me. […]



at least I come by it naturally…

Thu, 12 Dec 2013 19:34:00 +0000

All this talk about grinchiness, grumpiness, and I’ve forgotten the first grinch of them all. The granddaddy, the puffdaddy… Ebeneezer Scrooge! Which, as I recall, I totally rocked the part back when I was a thespian in eighth grade. Bah humbug was my destiny. Though in today’s vernacular, it’s more like “Meh, whatevs” Though, in […]



No mas

Wed, 11 Dec 2013 20:03:46 +0000

Did you know that Roberto Duran claims he never said, “No mas!”? I remember watching that fight. I remember Sugar Ray swinging the bolo punch, and knowing I’d probably fall for it, despite ample practice from my Papa Stan. I always end up looking at the distraction, the shiny thing, the new fancy. I know […]