Monthly Archives: September 2008

I’ve lived in the same place (to within a mile) for the last nineteen years, almost exactly. I moved to Texas in mid-September 1989. During that time, we’ve had a few hurricane threats, a couple of near misses, and one … Continue reading →

Feel free to groan. I did. Hurricanes are amazing phenomena. You know they’re coming, they’re as big as some states, they release the power of 20 nuclear explosions every hour, and yet we still don’t know where this one is … Continue reading →

I think I anticipated the last moment of this week’s Mad Men about 20 microseconds before it happened. I like how they “introduce” us to the new inventions of the era, like Playtex bras, slide projector carousels and disposable diapers. … Continue reading →

USA is having an NCIS marathon today. I saw parts of two very early episodes while at the gym over my lunch break. In one, Gibbs, DiNozzo and Todd are in Cuba investigating the death of a translator. Gibbs sends … Continue reading →

I’m enjoying the relatively cool weather we’ve been having here the past week or so. I can open my upstairs office window during the daytime and not get roasted out of the room, and the air that comes in through … Continue reading →

No, not that election, the Canadian election. What Canadian election, you may well ask? The one that will reportedly be called by the end of the coming weekend. Oh, no, I hear you all moaning. Not another long, protracted campaign. … Continue reading →

I finished polishing the essay I’ve been working on lately and submitted it to the editor this morning. It not only has to be reviewed by him, it also has to pass a three-person editorial board, so it will be … Continue reading →

Looks like the alphabet has decided to march across the Atlantic all at once. Ike appears to be the one of most interest, because it’s following an unusual track, but Hannah was strange, too, and continues to threaten the east … Continue reading →

Ding! Ding! Ding! That’s the phrase of the day. If we had been playing a Hurricane Gustav drinking game we would have been obliterated. Everyone was saying it—it was even in the newspapers. I worked on my longish essay this … Continue reading →