I’m trying to think of a good name for my car. I always think that it’s a good idea to name my cars, but the names never stick. Yesterday my sister and I were trying to come up with names and I said that I should name it Italy since it was bought with the…

Nuts. I hoped that the printer/scanner would work after unplugging it and hooking it up to a different computer. But no. Do you remember that Kids in the Hall episode when the car won’t crank and they try “everything,” kicking the tires, painting the car…we used to do that to our lawnmower as a joke…

Dang, I can’t believe that I just got flamed off a list called “Art and Soul.” Must be those hot unresolved artistic passions. I admit that I don’t have much patience for rudeness, which is why I don’t stay long on many lists or blogs with frequent troll visits. It still won’t stop me from…

Well, let’s see. What’s left to say. I’m really just killing time because I’m half asleep and don’t want to face the world yet. We didn’t take the TV. That sucker was HUGE. We hauled it to someone else’s house who wanted it. I’m glad that Sandy didn’t insist upon keeping it. That may have…

A 2008 Honda Fit Sport. “Blackberry pearl” color. Nice stereo with MP3 plug-in. Cruise control. I’m financing $10K on it. Will probably pick up Monday or Tuesday from Burlington Honda. We will trade in the SUV, and we’ll probably drive this Fit until it dies, just like the 1992 Tercel! Savings = gone. I’ll try…

I don’t need anything except this. And that’s it and that’s the only thing I need, is this. I don’t need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that’s all I need. And this remote control. The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control,…

I just wrote this long random post, looked back into the archives to see when I planted my tomatoes last year, and realized that it was my blogiversary. How about that! I won’t try to do a retrospective. I’m looking toward the future right now. Last night I looked at the found object jewelry/sculpture class…

My mother visited the South Carolina Cotton Museum in Bishopsville, SC today, and discovered something interesting. It’s located in the livery stable that my grandfather operated back at the turn of the twentieth century. I have rather odd ancestry – odd because of a line of youngest children born to older parents. My great-grandfather, William…

Me: “Don’t you think that smashed hubcap would make a great base for some found art?’ Him: “I think that if this light changes and you’re not in the car, you’ll be on your own.” He reaches over and locks my door. “Do you have your seat belt on?” I have to do the same…

Heh – forgot to mention that I graduated from graduate school yesterday. I now have a Masters of Arts in Liberal Studies. Yeeeee-haw! No, I won’t be going for a Piled Higher and Deeper degree!