Neogy Titwhistle
"I could perhaps like others have astonished you with strange improbable tales; but I rather chose to relate plain matter of fact in the simplest manner and style; because my principle design was to inform you, and not to amuse you."
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Mis-read, again. in A small but passable life.
I’ve never said I was a writer. Choice of words. Syntax. Grammar rules. You know, all that stuff. I mean to say something meaningful and it sometimes comes out saying something else. I could just...
Tale of the toolbox. in A small but passable life.
The idea was years in the planning. When I was living in Daughter’s attic we hatched a plan to clean up the back porch. The idea was to by a huge toolbox on casters and consolidate all the little...
Another new routine? in A small but passable life.
Has it already been a year since America vomited up this so-called president? A little over one thousand days left to survive the stupidity. We may make it. Someone I’ve been reading here and bef...
Passed down from an Ancient Hooker? in A small but passable life.
I was up at my usual 8am this morning. It was 60.2 degrees in here with the windows open. Too nice! While I drank my morning coffee I swapped Moms scooter batteries with the two extra batteries ...
Winding down. in A small but passable life.
After my shave and shower yesterday I retired to my little room for a great afternoon nap. And The Moth Radio Hour on NPR. After leftovers for dinner I retired once more to my little room to watc...
A one week visit. in A small but passable life.
Daughter and Boyfriend finally arrived Saturday about noon. I had been receiving text updates on their progress and had been stalling Mom for over an hour as she was wanting to go out somewhere f...
Surprise for Grandma? in A small but passable life.
I finished reading “Sleeping Beauties” by Stephen and Owen King. It was a nice 700 page novel that took me a while to read because I kept getting interrupted. But alas, that is the price one pays...
My little space. in A small but passable life.
Is it really the 19th already? Time really does fly when I’m into a new novel and the event free routine is zinging right along. My “latest entry” was the 13th, nearly a week ago. The windows are...
Am I annoying? in A small but passable life.
Yesterday was more errands. First stop was the radiology place. Second stop was the primary doc for a script renewal. Third stop was a new (to me) little hole in the wall eatery where we had lunc...
The highest rank? in A small but passable life.
Yesterday Mom wanted her hair done. So off to Nikki’s we went. (A nice hug from Nikki for bringing Mom in?) After that Mom wanted to go to the fabric store. While she was in there I went next doo...
POOF? in A small but passable life.
Columbus Day. Indigenous Peoples Day. Day One of the Greatest Genocide in human history? Anyway, this is what I always think of on this day: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbus_Day_Storm_of_1...
I was right, again. in A small but passable life.
I’m usually right. Well, I’m right a lot of the time. This may come from the fact that I have time to sit and think through things a fair bit. Yesterday we went and looked at the scooter. Mom tes...
Here we go again. in A small but passable life.
Evening before last, the day I re-surfaced the carport, I made chicken enchiladas. A simple recipe. Boil and then cut up two chicken breasts. Mix up the chicken, a can of cream of chicken soup, a...
Always remember. in A small but passable life.
Yesterday was busier than most. I woke up at the usual time. Had two cups of coffee while finishing up clearing crap off the carport and porch. I went to the grocery store with a fistful of coupo...
So yeah. in A small but passable life.
It’s a maybe not. 100 degrees is predicted for both Saturday and Sunday. I had to put aside the Lewis & Clark journals for a bit. I’m kinda getting annoyed with their attitude. It’s like if ...
Just saying. in A small but passable life.
Yesterday it was 100 degrees. Maybe that will be the last 100 degree day for the year, maybe not. A definition is called for here. Terrorist: 1. a person who uses unlawful violence and intimidati...
TV online. in A small but passable life.
I’m so tired of people calling Trump a piece of shit. It’s an insult to shit. Shit has uses. Trump is useless. Yesterday was Mom’s nail appointment at Walmart. So, that meant I could wander aroun...
As always. in A small but passable life.
The nights are still cool enough to sleep with open windows and the A/C off. But the days are forecast to return to the upper nineties for a week or so. November 8, 1805. Lewis & Clark have r...
Ignorance unbound. in A small but passable life.
First, the weather. The A/C has been turned off and the windows opened for two nights in a row now. It was sixty-five degrees in here this morning when I woke up. The daytime highs haven’t reache...
Fall! in A small but passable life.
Today may the first day since I’d arrived on May 1st that the daytime temperature won’t rise above ninety degrees. We’ll see. October 19th, 1805- Lewis and Clark are on the Western side of the c...
Nine years. in A small but passable life.
For only the second time since May I was able to turn off the A/C and open the windows at midnight. It was 75 degrees at midnight and 75 degrees this morning at 8am. The forecast calls for night ...
More errands. in A small but passable life.
Yesterday was a fine uneventful day. Coffee and reading and putting together a crockpot of soup in the morning. After lunch I drove Mom to her GP. In and out fairly quickly. Back home for NPR on ...
Maybe a cookie? in A small but passable life.
We left the house yesterday morning at about 10:30am and didn’t return until nearly 2pm. One of the last stops was a mall. A shopping mall of pretty good size. It was sadly deserted. What stores ...
Today will be fine. in A small but passable life.
The phone rang before 8am this morning. I let it ring until Mom picked it up in the house. A few minutes later she came out and said it was for me. Daughter, calling with a question about the cam...
A few more weeks. in A small but passable life.
Yesterday I gave Lillie from across the street a ride to Nikki’s beauty shop. I dropped her off and went to St. Vincent’s thrift shop for a look around. I didn’t see anything new. I went to Walma...
