I enjoy words, perhaps more than is usual or healthy. I like hearing them; I like knowing them; I like using them. (That last should probably be obvious by now, or I’m not doing it correctly.)
Naturally, given that I’m the one involved, my enjoyment promotes an embarrassing number of odd activities. For example, if I’m watching a video and can’t understand a Continue reading
DISCLAIMER: The following story involves an activity that some folks might consider traditional or commonplace. It isn’t my intention to belittle the activity, merely to describe my unexpected involvement in it.
In my memory a lot of my wedding reception is shrouded in a fog of non-specific happiness. I was so thankful for my new wife that, to use the well tested expression, I spent the time floating on a cloud. My figurative feet didn’t touch the figurative ground for literal hours. Ironically, one of the few parts that I remember clearly was when my actual feet didn’t touch the actual ground: I spent some time floating on ninjas. Continue reading
At my wedding reception, I was surprised when a group of ninjas appeared and lifted me off of the ground. I’m not even exaggerating; that actually happened. As it turns out, ninjas really do attack in unexpected places at unexpected times. Clearly, my wedding reception was an exciting affair, even more than my wife had wanted, which is saying quite a bit.
She comes from a robust line of veteran celebrators. They plan extravagant parties for Continue reading
I suppose it’s a bit vainglorious to keep sharing these conversations my wife and I have, but since the entire blog is about my life, my eggs are in that basket already. Hopefully, these little bits of our life amuse you as much as they amused us.
[While working independently, my wife at her desk, me on the couch under my laptop.]
Wife: “Can you turn on the TV?”
Me: “I don’t know where the remote control is.” (I look around halfheartedly.) “Oh, it’s on Continue reading