This week’s question is another one involving travel/vacations. That’s okay, I like traveling and vacations. This one, though, is about vacations as a child which, by default, implies they were family vacations. At least in my case since the folks are still married, to each other, so there’s no inter-family drama involving who gets to claim Disneyland. Continue reading “Where Did You Go on Vacations As a Child?”
Monki with a Tool Belt
We’ve been talking about getting Monki a new bed for a while now. She’s four and a half, sure, but she fits just fine into 122/128 (that’s 7/8 for you Americans) and she tends to thrash a bit when she sleeps. What this means is that the bed she’s had for the last couple of years is actually getting a bit too small. Now, a couple of things have been interrupting this conversation. One, beds are expensive as hell (and there’s a whole host of subcategories that go along with that) and two, we weren’t sure how a new bed was going to fit into her room. Continue reading “Monki with a Tool Belt”
What were your grandparents like?
This week’s question gets out of the realm of personal stories and moves into ancestry and personal history: What were your grandparents like? Well, when I was born, I had three of my four grandparents still around, as well as quite a few of my eight great-grandparents. And it wasn’t long before my paternal grandmother remarried the man who I would grow up knowing as “grandpa” and my maternal grandmother would pass from cancer. Continue reading “What were your grandparents like?”
How did you get your first job?
Again, not sure how best to answer this. As I answered last time about bosses, I was working from a young age doing performance stuff in theatre, on TV and even as a model on trade show runways. Heck, the first dollar I ever made (the folks still have it in a frame on their wall) was when I was young and doing the “robot” at a restaurant while the family was eating. Someone stuffed that buck into my pocket when I wasn’t looking. I also delivered newspapers and worked in the school cafeteria (this was important since I needed a job to pay for my own phone line and while it was only an hour a day and minimum wage, when you had few other expenses, it did the job). I’ve had a lot of jobs, but ultimately, I think this is about the memories and the effect getting the job had on me*. So instead of “first” job, maybe I’ll just talk about some other jobs I’ve gotten and how I got them. Continue reading “How did you get your first job?”
What a long strange year it’s been…
It’s been a year, huh?
I mean, heck, it started off swell!
We saw in the New Year watching fireworks from the balcony and anticipating what 2020 was going to bring. We made our usual lists of things we wanted to accomplish in the coming year, read our jar full of accomplishments, kissed at midnight, and met the new dawn full of hope and brightness.
Well that didn’t last long. Continue reading “What a long strange year it’s been…”
What was your first boss like?
Again I have a problem with the question…It seems this will be my lot with this particular endeavor, having to define the question for myself in order to give an answer which seems worthy of the time to write (or read). For example, this question is “What Was Your First Boss Like?” To be honest, I’m not sure. I’d have to think of my first job and again, not sure I can do that.
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What was your first big trip?
Here it is, my first question from StoryWorth and already off to a rocky start. I read the question and immediately started pondering what was meant by “big trip?” How far back did I go? Was it in reference to an important trip or one of a huge duration? Naturally, it was Rasa who solved the dilemma. Continue reading “What was your first big trip?”
StoryWorth
I just got a fascinating holiday gift from my great friend and (sometimes) writing partner Troy and his wife Katie. It’s from a company called StoryWorth and the basic premise is pretty simple – at regular intervals (anywhere from once a day to once a month) they email you a question. You then answer it in as much or as little detail as you wish and email it back to them.
F*ckin’ Stan Lee!
It Finally Happened…
It seems like I haven’t written anything here in a while. Part of me wants to say that’s because not much has been happening, that we’ve been trapped in the house due to the pandemic and life has just sort of…stopped. But that’s not true. Not in any sense, really. Continue reading “It Finally Happened…”
Do Something
Strangest words I ever heard from a professor regarding an assignment, but that was exactly what Dr. Felicia Campbell, who passed away July 27 from Covid-19 complications, announced as the details of a class project. “Just do … something,” she’d reiterate when questioned by a student who didn’t quite understand the freedom of the directive. “It doesn’t matter what you do, you just have to do something.” Continue reading “Do Something”
On Maps and Knowing Where Things Are
I really love maps. They’re great for showing all sorts of really cool data about any number of things. And doing it in a way which makes it easy to read and understand. Like this one here, next to what you’re reading, it’s a map of New York City, showing the homes/working areas of a number of top superheroes.
Sounds of the Disneyland Resort
It’s no secret I love going to Disneyland. Seriously, just click here and you’ll see various reports of various trips over the last several years, and that’s just since I started keeping track! I’ve even published pieces about taking Monki there for the first time. Continue reading “Sounds of the Disneyland Resort”
On the Search for the Silver Lining…
Just trying to parse some stuff here. In the past, a friend or two would contact me to tell me of something negative in their lives and I would respond by trying to trying to cheer them up. Then a few days ago, another friend was having a bad experience and I was responding the way I usually do to which the response came: “I appreciate the search for a silver lining.” Continue reading “On the Search for the Silver Lining…”
Getting the Hang of Thursdays 