Jane’s Halloween 2021 (Part 3 of 3)

Chapter 3 The Main Event We made our way through the straggly grass and stepped into the viney area that was the pumpkin patch. The ground was cold and a little damp, and I didn’t much like the idea of sitting in the dirt. I magicked us a couple chairs. I was getting...

Jane’s Halloween 2021 (Part 2)

Chapter 2 “Toons.” – Eddie Valiant We stepped through into a whole different world. The sun was shining, and I could actually see it hovering up there. It was just a big circle with light coming out of it, but nothing that was too bright to look at. The...

Jane’s Halloween 2021 (Part 1 of 3)

Chapter 1 All the World’s a Stage Olive and I were sitting in the living room, snarfing popcorn and watching TV. It being near Halloween, we’d decided on some holiday related cartoons, the real classics. Which means we wound up watching, among other things, “It’s the...

Speaking of Smelling

Ever think about what goes into smelling? It’s an interesting question, really. I mean, the human nose is very sensitive to different types of smells. I mean, really sensitive. And there’s thousands of little nodes that do the detecting. It’s kind of weird to think...

Clouds Illusions

As the song speaks about clouds illusions, and of course I can’t say much more than that to keep copyright from kicking up its ugly head, it makes me think about how we look at things. When we look at clouds from the ground, we see shapes and sizes, mostly flat. We...

What’s a Real Book?

The thing is, no one really knows what a real book is. I mean, at some point, I’m sure that Og the caveman sniffed in disdain about the newfangled books coming out written on pieces of wood instead of good solid craftsman stone tablets. Of course, yes, I realize I’m...

Smoking Section

It’s clearer today, but for the past couple weeks, looking out across the valley has been a challenge. It’s forest fire smoke season – and although it’s late this year it’s always a bit of a tough time to get through. Of course, as usual, what I start out...

Lies, Damned Lies and Statistics

Attributed to Mark Twain, who attributed it to Benjamin Disraeli. In the end, it means I don’t believe you, and it’s probably for political gain. Which, that’s not exactly what I’m writing about, but it’s a good start. We all lie. Face it, no matter how nice a person...