Blogsam and Jetsam

Flotsam is the part of the wreckage of a ship or its cargo found floating on the water. Jetsam is cargo or parts of a ship that are deliberately thrown overboard, as to lighten the ship in an emergency, and that subsequently either sinks or is washed ashore. This is my personal blog version of the above. Loot freely.

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Location: The Hinterlands, Upstate NY

I'm annoyed that the world is going crazier faster than it used to be. But it's interesting to watch.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Book Blurb:

Remember how much I disliked Lisey's Story?

Yeah well, his new one more than makes up for it. Stayed up till past one two nights running to finish the thing and it was a helluva ride.

If some books are a tasty bag of potato chips then Duma is a loaf of chewy-dense freshly baked bread...or maybe a tin of really rich brownies. It's the good stuff, my friends. On lots of levels: it's all there.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Oh Yeah, and in the Microcosm...

...Big change at House of Chaos.

MIL doesn't live here any more.

The phrase I've used with some of my office staff is "The experiment has proven unsuccessful."

The ones we use with Autisic Brother-in-Law are "Your brother kicked her out because she was too mean," and "She was too mean so your brother kicked her out."

Of course the complicating bit is that this all happened right before she left for yet another extended trip to Brazil. Imagine explaining that much uncertainty to ABIL. (Go ahead...imagine, dammit! That's what I've been doing these past twenty-five minutes!)

Oh and also....

Being The Boss is definitely both RHIR and RHIP (oddly enough I had to explain "RHIR" [but only "RHIR"] to my new boss, The CEO) especially in the face of our Budget Crisis.

This book is still a most excellent read (and quick too.)

I have one amaryllis that definitely will bloom, one that might (I've tried to convince last year's that it's had an entire winter) and three hyacinth bulbs in near-full bloom.

I'm falling into my low time...when the days are noticeably longer but there is still so very much winter left.

Eldest has become such a Teenager.
I'm torn between admiring how much better she does thirteen than I did and wanting to beat her senseless.

Post Scriptum: Special thanks to my one Faithful's noticed and appreciated.

Just Read...

....and tell me: Is anyone really SURPRISED?