Monthly Archives: July 2015

Suzie’s House 417 : Same Old Tedious Breakfast

Kate was sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal in front of her when the text message came from Alisha. ‘You are still in that band?’ “Well, duh,” Kate muttered. You’d think her friend would have been more impressed by the fact she had a boyfriend, or that the flowers were a wedding bouquet. It wasn’t like Alisha hadn’t already heard about the band.

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Straps Are Totally Cool

Seriously. Get a load of this sucker. A little inch and a half width strap held down what felt like a ton of scaffolding. I was more worried about the whole dang truck flipping over on the curves than the straps coming loose. I’ve seen these puppies around before. I even inherited one from some passing hippie, but never knew how they worked. I mean, I could tell there was a ratcheting thing going on and it isn’t hard to […]

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Windy

“What a great building. Is there a spiritual reason for the six sides?” Jane stumped through the meeting hall with her foldable cane clacking along at high speeds for a retiree. “No. There are six sides because…” The tour guide half-ran, half-walked, trying to head her off so the rest of the group could catch up. “I’ll bet it was a political thing. Right? Someone rich and powerful chose the design?” Jane spun around, looking straight up at the ceiling […]

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Kid Quotes

1. The Girl: I’m allergic to sewing. I break out in stress. 2. The Girl (Walks up with cat): Organic purr machine. 3. The Girl: Literary works are such downers. Unless it’s Shakespeare. Then it’s satirical and horrifying. 4. The Girl: Mainstream culture is only mainstream because it’s convenient for a lot of people.

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Suzie’s House 416 : Bouquet II

When Kate woke up, the first thing she saw was the bouquet Justin had given her. It sat on her dresser in a cheap, metallic vase that looked like it was supposed to be polished silver but was probably aluminum. Not exactly the optimal thing for a wedding bouquet, but better than the glass of water she’d started with.

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Summer on Blossom Street by Debbie Macomber p.106

We don’t knit to make things. There are cheaper, faster and easier ways to obtain a sweater than to knit it. We knit to make ourselves happy. Debbie Macomber is quoting from Annie Modesitt here. MizB of A Daily Rhythm hosts Teaser Tuesday. Grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. Go see Should Be Reading for more detail.

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Signs

If you squint at the picture above you can see a brown sign to the left of the fire danger sign that has an arrow pointing to the right. It’s supposed to be a trail head marker. But it’s pointing at a wall.

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Spy Eye

Kevin dropped a bug on the street as he walked past the target’s flat. The little micro recorder actually looked and acted like a biological bug. As soon as it’s titanium feet hit the ground, it began to scuttle into the building. With Ted’s skillful remote navigation, the bug reached the target’s personal space, and settled in to record and broadcast. Almost imediatley it was detected. “Eeeeew! A cockroach!” Crunch. Ted turned toward Kevin with a laconic air. “I told […]

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13 Bloggie Habits

I’ve been posting regularly to this blog since 2006. In that time I’ve picked up a few habits. I’ll leave it to you to determine if they are good or bad habits. 1. I always, always, always go to the blog of someone who leaves a decent link with their comment and find something to comment on. When I can, I do it in less than 24 hours.

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Suzie’s House 415 : The Mask Maker At Home

No one was home when Bruce slipped into this house though it was already well after curfew. Every room was dark, so probably no one had been home all day. He raided the fridge and took a beer, and a pudding pack then grabbed some chips from the cupboard. It wasn’t much of a meal, but he’d had worse. He settled in front of ht big screen high def brand new wired up the wazoo stereo system and popped the […]

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Java and Bali: Indonesia’s Mystical Island by OAT p.36

Today, we enjoy a rare opportunity to discover Rinca, an island few Americans visit. Smaller than Komodo Island and even more unspoiled, this is the best locale for having a chance to witness Komodo dragons in their natural habitat. From the handbook sent out by the tour group I’m signed up for. Um… yikes? MizB of A Daily Rhythm hosts Teaser Tuesday. Grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on […]

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Straps and Dragons

Well, I was going to talk about straps today. I mean the kind you use to attach a load to a pickup, not the kind on a shirt. I even have it mostly written up. But I didn’t get around to taking any pictures. Nor do I have any pictures of the finished window. So instead I thought I’d talk about vacations and dragons. Specifically Komodo type dragons. Only in Java instead of Komodo. In a few weeks I will […]

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What To Do When You Are Diagnosed With Bone-On-Bone Arthritis

A year and a half ago I could barely walk. Getting up became so painful I did everything I could to avoid it. I tried to go for a bike ride, and didn’t even make it around the block. Yesterday I rode my bike all the way to the end of the trail and still had not had my fill. The trail includes an underpass just for us none-motorized folk that goes under one of the busiest streets in town. […]

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Window Replacement Checklist part 2

I left out a few things from last week. Remember, this is for putting a window in place of a door. 1. Crowbar! They aren’t joking when they say you can break your screwdriver if you keep using it to pry up wood. And yes, just assume you are going to have to remove every flipping piece of trim. Better to do it from the start rather than arguing over it and ended up removing things as you go. 2. […]

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Suzie’s House 414 : Bouquet

Justin caught the bouquet. As soon as his sister stepped up to the top of the church steps with her miles of fluffy skirts and barracuda smile, he’d tried to sneak around to the back of the building where he’d be safe. No such luck.

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