by CJ | Aug 31, 2011 | Journal
We promise, we don’t send you spam or sell your name to lists. We’re nice people. And any of our members who know some other fine folk they can send here to join, do. We appreciate you each and every one. If you want your own avatar, be sure to sign up...
by CJ | Aug 31, 2011 | Journal
We promise, we don’t send you spam or sell your name to lists. We’re nice people. And any of our members who know some other fine folk they can send here to join, do. We appreciate you each and every one. If you want your own avatar, be sure to sign up...
by CJ | Aug 28, 2011 | Journal
Our brick-painting has reached the hardest color to replicate: the yellow-earth bricks. Jane’s nailed it. Jane also has got the back door up. What then happened—I leave it to her to tell, when she’s coherent enough. I got the butterfly bush planted;...
by CJ | Aug 28, 2011 | Journal
The storm surge and the high tide turned out to be out of synch, and the receding tide actually fought the incoming surge, or the flood would have been two feet higher—and gotten the subway and the WTC build site. The whole city should wear shamrocks this St....
by CJ | Aug 27, 2011 | Journal
And if in an evacuation zone, do. Please. It’s not the wind. It’s the water. You can’t argue with a flood. Collect the cats and get to high ground.
by CJ | Aug 26, 2011 | Journal
It’s hard to explain—especially in light of the traditional instruction in English classes about the way stories work—especially how novels work. Dunno how often somebody’s asked me to discuss plot—and I just groan, because I’m not...
by CJ | Aug 25, 2011 | Journal
Like many remodeled houses—we have a bit of a brick-match problem. In our case, some IDIOT put dark brown, grey, and red brick in the place where the old garage door used to be, when the house brick is earthy orange (like Oklahoma dirt), earthy yellow, brown,...
by CJ | Aug 24, 2011 | Journal
Brown dwarfs, which answer very well to the ‘jump points’, points of ‘dark’ mass which serve as spatial tethers, have been known to exist for some little while—sometimes when you predict something has to exist, and they find it, you can...
by CJ | Aug 23, 2011 | Journal
We can’t go to the chiropractor until we get a front stormdoor and back door. I’ve been in increasing and nasty muscle pain, I mean killer….an arm that lights up the sky when I reach at certain angles and a traveling case of leg pain that switches...
by CJ | Aug 22, 2011 | Journal
To paint the security grid, and the frame. This sucker is a steel grid about the size of a pencil in a moorish wave pattern, overlaid on screen, and two glass panels. We discovered the installers installed the door upside down. That’s one. Two—I got a...
by CJ | Aug 22, 2011 | Journal
The rascal’s growing!
by CJ | Aug 22, 2011 | Journal
The rascal’s growing!
