Last night’s Aigen Ukulele Player’s Association gathering was graced by the presence of Layoush from Hungary, a charming, talkative man who knows how to swing him some Dixie. He says his uke doesn’t get unpacked but once a year when he plays a catchy little tune that he always screws up, but me thinks he …
For the last two weeks I have been hunting for a suitable Seder to attend and tragically, I have failed. When you look for community Seders in my Seattle home, you are presented with endless options — interfaith and conservative and gay and Sephardic and oh, there’s a whole Smorgasbord of Seders to choose from. …
Today is Palm Sunday. I was going to watch the procession with a friend, but she had a skiing accident yesterday and begged off. (She’s fine, just sore.) J. offered to take me but I was having a slow morning and opted to skip it. I did find a bit of footage from the 1920s …
Yesterday afternoon’s shopping excursion was somewhat spoiled for me by the presence of a hoard of badly behaved children and their equally badly behaved parents. Thanks to the noise they created, by the time we left the shop I felt as though I had the head of an axe wedged firmly between my eyes. I …
“What’s your occupation?” Such a loaded question for a slacker like me.
We got up early this morning and drove up to Oeblarn to attend Sheep Farmer Days – Schafbauerntag. I wanted to look at sheep, find out what makes a prize winner, and see some folks in lederhosen. Did I get my wish? Boy howdy. Pictures are here. Baaaaa.