Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 8, 2008 | 4 Comments »
What a weird night. Seriously. I couldn’t sleep, so I made my way down to my parents’ pool and just floated in the shallow end for about an hour. While remarkably soothing to my joints, it got downright cold after awhile so I ran freezing back to my room and [...]
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 7, 2008 | No Comments »
There was a rambling post about being back here in Indiana again, but it really didn’t make much sense. So I’ve deleted those sappy paragraphs and instead have decided to give a go at one of those bulleted brain-dump things.
It was quite cool getting ice cream at the Grabill Dairy Sweet yesterday. Apparently all the [...]
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 2, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I was looking for a bag to pack my travel knitting in. In which to pack my travel knitting. Whatever. Nevermind the sheer optimism of an arthritic thinking that she’ll be able knit. (It’s kind of cute, actually.)
Turns out, the closet where I keep my travel knitting bags is also [...]
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 2, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I have now reached the point where I have more fobs and grocery store cards on my keychain than I do keys.
The solution is clear. I must either buy another car, vacation home or a steamer trunk with multiple locks.
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 2, 2008 | No Comments »
A few short hours from now I will be swimming.
Ahhh!
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 1, 2008 | 4 Comments »
One of the odd things about having a blog is that after a few years you get used to being read by the same handful of people. The luckier and better blogs than I have a bigger handful, but it’s still generally the same group.
To this day it weirds me [...]
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 1, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I suggest you watch “Breaking Away”.
I love that movie.
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on July 1, 2008 | 1 Comment »
It was a good thing we were in the drive-in, and that I have a sturdy car. Because you could have knocked me over when (Put On Your) Sunday Clothes came warbling over the speakers with Michael Crawford’s familiar voice.
My parents didn’t allow Rock and Roll in the house until I was [...]
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on June 30, 2008 | No Comments »
There are certain phone numbers I learned and memorised when I worked in an office.
An office where you had to dial “9″ for an outside line.
I haven’t worked there for three years now, but every time I dial those phone numbers I always put the “9″ first.
Who says I’m not [...]
Posted in Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse on June 30, 2008 | 7 Comments »
I am almost insanely excited about visiting…the Midwest.
You don’t read much nostalgia for the endless flat land, the sky that goes on forever like the sea. The straight roads plaiding the countryside in orderly sensibleness broken only occassionally by the river roads which wend like ribbon, parallel to the water. There are [...]
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