Tom Magliozzi June 28, 1937 – November 3, 2014 I remember the day Tom and Ray Magliozzi (Car Talk's hosts, "Click and Clack--The Tappet Brothers") congealed on my cognitive landscape. I was sitting in my car listening to them at a neighborhood shopping center. A caller was explaining that his expensive Italian car (I … Continue reading The Best Medicine
You’ve Been Chicked
Heard an NPR piece the other day on the use of the word chick as a verb, in the passive voice, as it appears on this here t-shirt. The context is athletics, where a woman outdoes a man in a sporting event: Dude, you just got chicked. As HCB's sister recently quipped, references to the female persuasion … Continue reading You’ve Been Chicked
Cage Rattling III
Just outside my back door last evening, I found this: And just a few inches away, this: I am still feeling inexplicably unsettled.
Cage Rattling II
I do not know what it is about these creatures. This one was on my porch today when I arrived home after some time away. I am unsettled, not especially calm or happy at the moment. I have been wrestling with inexplicable sadness for the last day or so and wish it--and the moth--would go … Continue reading Cage Rattling II
All You Need Is
Such a simple idea, and still somehow so difficult to realize. I am usually pretty reluctant to share much about my spiritual life with anybody, because it is one of those things which in my humble opinion is just plain private. I have always considered questions about my faith, especially when posed by perfect strangers … Continue reading All You Need Is
In a few days a chancery court judge in Tennessee will review a case before him in which I have a strong personal interest. It would appear that certain folks really do fancy themselves Teflon coated and somehow manage to escape all kinds of scrutiny and accountability; if this formula has worked for the better … Continue reading Starter Wife
Moving Planets, Shifting Gears
The beautiful ballet school where I teach and work most days each week will soon mount an informal works-in-progress performance in its new digs. This will serve also as a celebration of the move and will include the public as part of First Friday in White River Junction’s historic village. With a skosh of remaining … Continue reading Moving Planets, Shifting Gears
This is my Fairy Godmother, my "Auntie" Jane, who also happens to be one of my former ballet teachers, currently visiting all the way from Memphis. This picture of her was made just before a spring workshop performance there in about 1975; I was among those young ballerinas in the photo somewhere. Although we are … Continue reading Fairy Godmother
Saturday Morning Snapshot
Head cold, steel cut oats, Vermont maple syrup, great grandmother's Blue Ridge.
Vermont Barbie has dirt under her nails.
I am not sure how long it has been there, nor when it happened. And I swear I practice excellent personal hygiene, truly. But lately I have been enough pressed for time that I am content to find a moment just to snip my nails with clippers, much less file them, or—God forbid—give myself a … Continue reading Vermont Barbie has dirt under her nails.