Monthly Archives: February 2014
Superbowl? Nope. Books!
Nope, I didn’t watch the football game. I read two books. When I get the chance to read without The Curmudgeon yapping at me I can actually zip through two books in a day.
Getting that opportunity is a rare thing. I take full advantage of it when I do get it.
One large paperback and a heavy-duty hard cover book later, I am a happy camper.
Using Yoga for the Brain
Describe a small memory that involves someone older than you.
She held my hand. We walked down the road at a pace only an old woman and a toddler would understand. As we padded along she would stop from time to time to point out a plant, describe its use and how to remember what it did.
It is the single memory of my father’s mother that I have left. I never knew her well, we seldom saw her in later years. Most times when we visited she was shut in her room too ill to deal with young ones.
Spam day
Why hello there, yes this is my page. I do not control the technical aspects though, so please don’t tell me what is wrong with it.
I speak and read English, if you are typing a response in any other language, please have it translated to English before you post it to my comments if you really want me to read it. Also, if it makes no sense that doesn’t count as English.
Oh, and you bots, run away and leave me alone. Daily I remove you from my spam queue.
Yes people, I spent quite a while sifting through a ton of spam yesterday. If you ended up in my spam queue, you went bye-bye after I tried to make sense of the first dozen or so comments. I then hit ‘delete all’.
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