OK, so now that I talked about what happened in the North last Sunday on Game of Thrones, I thought I would take the time to talk about the bit that really threw me off. I suspect that my friend Patrick already knew what I was going to talk about next.
Dorne.
Continue reading “Season Six: GoT heads into uncharted territory, Part Two”
It was April 27th, 1865 – 151 years ago today. And I bet that most people have never even heard of it, even though it killed more people than the sinking of the RMS Titanic in 1912 or the sinking of the RMS Lusitania in 1915.
It was an American steamboat named the Sultana.
Continue reading “Today is the anniversary of the worst maritime disaster in American history”
So tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and the temperature is going to be soaring up to a record-breaking 25 to 35 degrees above normal.
No. Just no. In fact, hell no.
Continue reading “Dear universe – I want New England weather back”
I have a post percolating in my brain about Game of Thrones. Geoff and I have both been working crazy schedules between his school schedule and interviewing for work and my endless work schedule.
Then Jay died on Saturday.
Jay was really Carron’s friend, but he was a larger than life person who made the world a happier, better, and funnier place for being in it. I knew Jay through Carron but both Geoff and I had met him and like him immensely. He was Carron’s brother from another mother and circumstances in life had left him in a position to always make sure that Carron had what she needed if there wasn’t enough work that month. He was generous, giving, hilariously funny, and kind. Everything you’d want in a best friend and separated at birth brother.
Jay was violently murdered on Saturday in Mexico. No, I won’t link to the article or any photos. We don’t want or need to remember him that way. I choose to remember him as the kind man who made Carron so happy and and who was so good to so many people. I choose to remember the man who loved animals and always had a dog nearby. The man who contributed to animal charities and animal rescue.
So we’ll probably be a little sporadic in posting around here for a while. Between our schedules and the fact that a giant hole has been torn in Carron’s world, Game of Thrones posts can wait. We have funeral preparations to make, emails to send, and people to contact.
Requiem in aeternam, Jay.
~Kelly
It is happening to me.
I got word last week that my job is going to be outsourced to external contractors, with the idea that the organization will save money in the long run. I can’t say I agree, but I guess what I think doesn’t quite matter as much anymore, now that my job has an expiration date. My last day is March 20th.
So once again, I will be looking for a job. And I am just thrilled, let me tell you.
Continue reading “Outsourcing IT – not just happening to other people”
Last night I dreamed that Rerun drank water from the pet bowl in the bathroom, then padded his way down the hallway, walked around the bed, and then jumped up into his usual spot near my feet. It seemed perfectly normal at the time. It even sounded like him drinking, because he always had this unique rhythm to how he drank.
Then I woke up, and I realized that he wasn’t actually there, and he couldn’t have been there, because he’s been gone a while. And then I couldn’t go back to sleep.
I keep waiting for this to get better.
-Geoff
I miss him. I miss my little buddy, and how he used to greet me every day when I come home from work. Thumbelina still does, of course, but it’s not the same as when the pair of them would get each other all worked up and excited over things like that.
Dear Carter,
I suspect you know all of this already. You probably know a lot of things I don’t, but I wanted to take a moment to write you anyway. I’ll tell you straight away, I’ve missed you. When you took ill a few months ago we all assumed that you’d bounce right. You were always amazing with your energy and tenacity despite your age.
But you didn’t get better. You got worse. And on Thursday, you died.
I loved George Carlin, and I thought he was a brilliant comic and social commentator. But on one major point, I have always vehemently disagreed with him…
voting.
Your vote matters. Because EVERY vote matters.
I want to offer an apology to all the people I should be calling, or hanging out with, or otherwise spending time interacting with, because I have not done those things much lately.
For a few weeks now, most of what I have been concerned with is trying to get some rest.
The Books are Taking Over... 