-
Archives
- December 2020
- November 2020
- October 2020
- August 2020
- May 2020
- April 2020
- March 2020
- January 2020
- December 2019
- November 2019
- October 2019
- September 2019
- August 2019
- July 2019
- June 2019
- May 2019
- April 2019
- March 2019
- February 2019
- January 2019
- December 2018
- November 2018
- October 2018
- September 2018
- August 2018
- July 2018
- June 2018
- May 2018
- April 2018
- March 2018
- February 2018
- January 2018
- December 2017
- November 2017
- October 2017
- September 2017
- August 2017
- July 2017
- June 2017
- May 2017
- April 2017
- March 2017
- February 2017
- January 2017
- December 2016
- November 2016
- October 2016
- September 2016
- August 2016
- July 2016
- June 2016
- May 2016
- April 2016
- March 2016
- February 2016
- January 2016
- December 2015
- November 2015
- October 2015
- September 2015
- August 2015
- July 2015
- June 2015
- May 2015
- April 2015
- March 2015
- February 2015
- January 2015
- December 2014
- November 2014
- October 2014
- September 2014
- August 2014
- July 2014
- June 2014
- May 2014
- April 2014
- March 2014
- February 2014
- January 2014
- December 2013
- November 2013
- October 2013
- September 2013
- August 2013
- July 2013
- June 2013
- May 2013
- April 2013
- March 2013
- February 2013
- January 2013
- December 2012
- November 2012
- October 2012
- September 2012
- August 2012
- July 2012
- June 2012
- May 2012
- April 2012
- March 2012
- February 2012
-
Meta
Category Archives: Back to School
Shirking
In my mid-teen years, I delivered the Maine Sunday Telegram. 65 or 70 customers made a good-sized route for a teenage girl on a bicycle. It had been my brother’s route and following my mother’s sales techniques, he had expanded … Continue reading
The Salesman
I’ve written more than a few times about not having a Tee Vee. Bla, bla, bla; I’ll spare my readers the “I don’t have a Tee Vee” shtick except to say that I’ve become quite sensitized to the dramatic pageantry … Continue reading
Posted in Back to School
Tagged MOAR!, newspeak, the salesman knows what you need, war is peace
3 Comments
In Tilbury Town
In just a few days I’ll celebrate my second anniversary of blog writing. I enjoy the discipline, but lately I’ve been discouraged with my writing. I wonder about my blog stats and if I’ll ever write “something else.” Am I … Continue reading
Passive Voices
As a writer, I struggle with the “passive voice.” Recollect, a transitive verb means “action” between a subject and an object. “Clapton shot the sheriff.” Clapton is the subject, the sheriff is the object. “Shot” is the “action.” The sentence … Continue reading
Posted in Back to School
Tagged Beethoven, Egmont Overture, Franco Center, Midcoast Symphony Orchestra, New England Patriots, passive voice, Strunk & White
Comments Off on Passive Voices
It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time
One of the blogs I read, written by James Howard Kunstler, is updated every Monday. Mr. Kunstler is an author and social critic and some of his ideas seemed offensive to me when I first started reading them, mostly because … Continue reading
Posted in Back to School
Tagged AAA, James Howard Kunstler, private property, Trespassing
3 Comments
Sock Puppet
Uncle Bob and I don’t have many things in common; sure, we like digging around in the garden and we like spending time on The Farm, but we are different in our approach to life. Uncle Bob is “laid back” … Continue reading
Back to School Again
Public schools in New Hampshire began this week. From what I can observe, it’s not a full week of classes. But the traffic patterns have changed and school buses are in the mix now. Getting the children to school is … Continue reading
Round and Round
Reggie Black despises red lights. He despises stop signs, too. I was his passenger for a few days in Zone 9 and I had the chance to hear his Roundabout Rants in person. No trip along suburban Florida’s sprawl was … Continue reading
The Slumber Party
I don’t remember how old I was when I went to my first “slumber party.” Fourth grade? Fifth? A girl from school invited eight or ten girls over to her house and we brought sleeping bags. We played typical slumber … Continue reading
Posted in Back to School
Tagged fatigue, making the best of things, marigolds, nasturtiums, sleepovers, the wheel of fortune, zinnias
3 Comments
Cuppa Cuppa Kind of Day
Last night I stopped at the Extra Mart in Lisbon Falls before I left for New Hampshire. I filled up the Jeep with fuel and I ran into a high school friend. We ended up chatting for almost an hour … Continue reading