Dog Days of Summer Edition

What does that mean, actually? I know it refers to the hottest days of the summer, but what does that have to do with dogs?

Well, National Geographic comes to my rescue again. Here's what they have to say:

"It turns out, the dog days refer to the dog star, Sirius, and its position in the heavens. To the Greeks and Romans, the “dog days” occurred around the day when Sirius appeared to rise just before the sun, in late July. They referred to these days as the hottest time of the year, a period that could bring fever, or even catastrophe."

So there you have it. We're in the dog days - keep those whines coming.

Step away from the news edition

I guess we're about halfway through summer, and maybe it's time for me to go find some things to do -- in service of my project for the week, avoiding the news.

The last couple weeks have been so awful, in so many ways.  I do not have high hopes for this week, either. 

Albatross-related activities have kept me chained to the desk for so long that I hardly remember what it's like to just go someplace for the view, go to see a movie, go run those errands that have been on perpetual hold.

What's on your agenda?

Back to "Normal" Whining

I've decided we're finished moving in. Boxes are unpacked; cars are in the garage; things have mostly found a place. And, most importantly: I'm sick of it.

So let's enjoy (or make it through in some form or fashion) the rest of the summer.

Pixies, what are your whines? Anything going on for fun?

Any big plans for the 4th?

Maybe our local fair; not sure.  They have music, rides, craft sales, lots of food, giant flags around the field, a whole street for visual artists, etc.

Sum, sum, sum, Summertime!

Big and small, whines and anti's.  What's up with you?

Long Past Time for Me To Take A Turn Edition

We're in that tiny lull where classes are done and the frenzy of grad season hasn't quite begun, and so I thought I'd better host while I have the time! Hugs to all the pixies that had a hard day yesterday, and to the esperanza family as they transition to their new life in a new city.

How are all of you?

Wednesday Whining: I want to stop having vigils to attend edition

At tonight's vigil, I'm taking names and asking for people to DO something tomorrow. Write a letter to their congressional representative, write a letter to the editor, talk to their neighbors. No more hate. No more AR-15s available to any Tom, Dick, or Harry who wants one, no matter if they have a violent history. No more.

I'm just so tired of standing with a candle and having no follow-up, no follow-through. Enough.