Oddball Observations

  I normally rise in the morning when darkness is still cloaking the land. That's mainly because of Sweetie-Pie, our blasted cat. She ju...

When I was a young man growing up in cold and snowy North Dakota I learned the value of a nice warm sweatshirt. (For you residents of the UK...

The Christmas Holiday is finally over, though some places are still closed today. Perhaps to recover from hangovers? As noted above, it feel...

I tasted wassail once, in my younger days. Wretched stuff!

  To one and to all a very Merry Christmas!

  Hark! Did I just hear the tintinnabulation of tiny sleigh bells? For sure, many places in the world heard them. It is (finally) Christmas ...

  Today is Part Eleven of my imbecilic Marking off of the Days until Christmas. Intelligent readers of this blog (and I know you ALL are) wi...