It’s Saturday, time to gather at No Facilities bar, treat ourselves to an adult beverage and a little prompt-driven dialog. Linda G. Hill has given us an opportunity for bonus points with her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘where.’ Start your post with the word ‘where’... Continue Reading →
Part of the Chinese Community Church - close-up of the door. The last day I was in Washington, DC, I had an early meeting in the city. I took the local subway (Metro) into Union Station and walked from there to the meeting site. It was still cool enough to walk the roughly 1.3 mi... Continue Reading →
Several of my Maddie’s regular followers have mentioned that progress on the area outside my workshop Maddie’s deck has been in a holding pattern. This is true. I had planned to take enough vacation days to give myself several long weekends to finish that project. Then July happened. The Hartford area experienced the hottest July... Continue Reading →
As much as I subscribe to Ricky Nelson’s theory on what to do if you can’t please everyone, this time, I’d appreciate your input. I’ll give you a tiny (I saw that eye-roll) bit of backstory. Last Thursday, I composed a Doors post while using my iPad on a train. I used the Block Editor,... Continue Reading →
As has been my practice this summer, I will be (mostly) only sharing photos today. I tried using the Block Editor (Guttenberg) to prepare this post like the one I did on Thursday. That train derailed. I'll explain later, especially if I ever figure it out. This is the entrance to the escalator I shared... Continue Reading →
The other Dan posted a gem from Poland.
I’ve been over in Poland for the last few weeks and so far they haven’t kicked me out . Not that they would kick me out . I keep a low profile . I have learned my lesson and I don’t , almost never , talk to strangers . One time I tried to help an old lady carry her suitcase down the stairs at the train station and she screamed bloody murder . Lucky for me there didn’t seem to be any police personnel immediately available . I got several accusing stares as I walked away a little embarrassed , unable to explain in their language my faux paux . Okay , once in awhile I slip up . So sue me .
Last evening Ada and I were sitting at an outdoor table at a tiny coffee shop in the city . We had tried several other places…
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The usual suspects have gathered at the No Facilities bar, but Linda G. Hill has given us quite the challenge with her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘astronomical.’ Use it any way you like. Have fun!” Have fun? That’s a tall order, Linda. If we were... Continue Reading →
I like the contrast of the blue with the red house. Benjamin Thompson was born in Woburn, Massachusetts (MA), in 1753. Last week, as I was driving around Woburn, I noticed that his birthplace is being maintained as a museum. When I see a home in this area of MA that is preserved as a museum,... Continue Reading →
Here’s the thing about One Liner Wednesday – if you plan on skipping the prompt, life will hand you a one-liner that you can’t resist. I was going to take today off. Then yesterday, as I was waiting for a friend outside a restaurant, a Parking Enforcement Officer and not one, but two parking scofflaws... Continue Reading →