Today I met a gal from Portland only in Milwaukee since October. I told her it’s not always like this and yes, we will be talking about this winter for years to come. The guy in the back seat plays mandolin in the bluegrass band Chicken Wire Empire and had played several cities in Oregon.
Well, she LOVES bluegrass music. R [...]
Yesterday I met Jennifer. She belongs to a book group. I was interested. She said once a month they get together. Women and wine. And books. And not any books. She hesitates to say self help. But, they are books that tend toward growth.
And it’s not that men are not allowed. She invited me. I said I’d be happy to sit in one and see how it fee [...]
Last night we went to chat about time hopping and parallel universes with a small group of folks in an old house undergoing wonderful remodeling.
We spent a lot of time in the new kitchen with wine, cheese, sausage, crackers, and roasted Mexican grasshoppers. Yep. With all the regular snacks available there did not seem to be a lot of interes [...]
Mona Djibouti and Mike MKE
On the first leg Mike was the third out of three. He was all about his maladies. It’s tough to get people to move away from their most prized stories even when they hurt.
I simply gave him space to speak.
On a later ride alone, Mona still showed hope for the American Dream. Eighteen years here from East Africa and [...]
I recently met a gal that works for:
( insert BIG NAME SOUP COMPANY HERE ).
I asked her if she had heard of the recent FDA ruling allowing for the offshore (ostensibly Chinese) processing of chickens meant to be returned into the USA food chain.
I asked her if she might imagine where such meat might be injected, umm, reintroduced, int [...]
This week was amazing. I knew it by Tuesday when I remembered the recovering attorney-turned distiller after our first and only meeting two and a half years ago. He was surprised that I remembered him. Me too, a little.
The week starting …
Monday – August 26th
Working sculptor Don, recent award winner. We talked about creative pro [...]
Actually Peter called them limericks, but he, his wife and I had all identified as poets shortly after we first met.
That day their car was going in to the body shop for three days. I asked them if they had enough food and movies at their house.
“Food and books.” Judy corrected.
“Absolutely.” I added.
There was a tiny [...]
Walk in Beauty
My first two customers this morning were women. An older and a younger. I’m pretty sure they didn’t know each other. We started out on our way and pretty soon I was surprised myself by asking the following question:
“When was the last time you felt beautiful?”
They giggled. I continued.
“I’m sorry. Not the beautif [...]
I’d walked in to the waiting room having looked at her name. I called for her and she stood.
Thayaparani is going to the Hindu Temple for Holi, the Festival of Colors, the Festival of Spring, this weekend. It is laughing, tickling, splashing and throwing colored paint on one another. What fun.
In some places it’s more inclusive. Not just for [...]