*sigh* ... I never thought I'd be faced with a dilemma like this. I need to find a babysitter for my octogenarian parent and geriatric canine so that I can go to a punk rock show in Raleigh next month.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Sometimes you just can't tell if the storm clouds are heading your way, or if they've already moved past. Your perspective is limited, so that even if you can see which way the winds are blowing, your view of the larger landscape is blocked -- by something -- and there's no way of telling if the clear space is just a break in the clouds, or how long it's going to last.
But go ahead and enjoy the sun anyway, because it's here now, and that's the only guarantee there is.
Posted by intelliwench at 5/23/2015 08:47:00 AM
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
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Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Some Wienerdog Wednesday silliness as I captured Scooter Pie exercising her right to lick everything in sight. Uninformed visitors might mistakenly believe that our floors, furniture, and appendages are covered in some sort of savory canine treat, judging from the way Scooter Pie goes around with her nose to the ground and her tongue rendering every available surface soggy with doggy drool. It's probably intellikid's fault, since she complained that our previous dog didn't give "kisses." Be careful what you wish for . . . .
Posted by intelliwench at 1/28/2015 10:15:00 AM
Thursday, January 8, 2015
|Artist: Kazuyuki Ohtsu|
But you can't always get what you want and, if I may paraphrase the lyric, sometimes you shouldn't even try to get what you think you need. Misplaced idealism that seeks to silence opposing voices at gunpoint is not something anybody needs.
Posted by intelliwench at 1/08/2015 04:28:00 PM
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Here's to saying goodbye to a year that went to the dogs! No party plans here, but I'll certainly be awake at Midnight -- if only because of the gunshots and fireworks that will be going off all around me. Who says small towns aren't exciting?
Posted by intelliwench at 12/31/2014 09:20:00 AM
Monday, December 29, 2014
Meh. I was hoping for a nice big fluffy snowstorm over my break, but the weather refuses to deliver. There's still time . . . .
While I was deciding whether or not to get out of bed earlier this morning, I was thinking about the past year, sort of weighing all the positives against the negatives that have happened in the country, seeing if they would balance. Does the fact that so many states have progressed in the granting of equal rights to gay couples help to counter the heavy weight of ugly racist incidents and commentary that have surfaced? It's almost hard for me to believe that the two can exist here and now, in the same time and country. I carried a big ol' bag of naive optimism with me from the "Flower Child" years, and it's not that I'm denying that we haven't come a long way, baby -- but I honestly struggle to understand how and why the status keeps quo'ing when it comes to equality and rights for brown and black folks.
Some of you will say it's human nature, needing to have an "other" to blame for when the majority don't get their way. Or it's the way the system is skewed, will be skewed, it's out of anybody's control except the 1%. In truth it's probably a little bit of all that and then some. It's the unwillingness of many to look in the mirror and really see what's there. Are all the steps in the right direction just like my dreamed-for snowstorm, something that comes along and temporarily pretties up the everyday, covering the ugly bits of our surroundings with something sparkly and bright, but destined to disappear once things heat up again?
Posted by intelliwench at 12/29/2014 08:44:00 AM
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Scooter Pie can't believe it's December 24 already!
I can't believe how much I have to do to get ready for the coming festivities! Didn't get around to baking any Xmas cookies until last evening, one batch of overcooked chocolate crinkles. Hardly did any shopping for or making of gifts, either...but so be it. Everyone has too much of the stuff that doesn't matter, anyway.
Here's hoping that your holiday is filled with the stuff that DOES matter, that your cookies aren't burnt, and that the jingling you hear is some seasonal magic and not tinnitus!
Posted by intelliwench at 12/24/2014 05:53:00 AM
Monday, December 22, 2014
(Night, by Tom Thomson)
Although yesterday was the Winter Solstice, it was bright and sunny and warm here in Upper East Tennessee. I should've driven the few miles up to the Cherokee National Forest and checked out the new trail that just opened this year, but I puttered around the kitchen instead. Snow isn't supposed to make another appearance around here until Christmas Day, if the weather folk are right, which they seldom are these days, so there'll likely be another nice day soon.
So here it is, winter, and I look forward to the first real snowfall, whenever that will be. We've had several bouts of wintry precip since before Halloween, but the weather can't seem to make up its mind which season it wants to be. I have trouble making up my mind, too, about lots of things. Which is why I welcome substantial snowfalls whenever they arrive -- then, the only decision I have to make is whether to change out of my pajamas or not.
Posted by intelliwench at 12/22/2014 09:00:00 AM