Winter Trappings – January 21, 2024

graphx spwilcen “Home” now almost three years, this is the first year winter looks like recollections of winters before a full of piss-and-vinegar [and naive] young man left for military service in [what most of this country, the USoffA, considered then] a deeply troubled time the likes of which [the country] had not seen since

New Digs – January 30, 2023

spwilcen Say.  How do you like my new digs? Eh? Working the last major room for the relo-rehab, I grew tired [yet again] of the whole un-tarp, shift left, re-tarp, un-tarp, shift right, re-tarp process.  [It’s that or paint spatters and plaster dust on whatever I am too lazy to move out of the current

Relocation – December 25, 2021

Photo by Simon Matzinger on Pexels.com We closed on the house down south.  Time-consuming and frustrating. Scouted for a new place up nawth. Time-consuming and extremely frustrating.  We’ll soon close on the new house.  We’ll wait for stored belongings to migrate north. Then we’ll sort through what we felt absolutely necessary before relocating to determine

Good Old Boys, Bugs, and Baptists – September 30, 2021

Lexiphobe alert: not a nickle ninety-eight here. A little over a grand. Might put a lexiphobe to sleep. One cold February day in the seventies, I sat in my “office,” a four by eight-foot cave, at a WWII surplus desk, working away “enhancing” functionality or “fixing” bugs in a suite of programs under my care. 

Does This Location Make me Look Fat? – September 16, 2021

The old place1 is pretty-well closed-out.  What remains is to get The Boss moved, negotiating a final landing place, and all the worldlies that survived “do we really need this?” voiced constantly while packing for storage – transported to new digs. It has been traumatic.  More to come for certain, and the end is not

Surplus – August 13, 2021

Not a “hoarder,” I am in the habit of saving “stuff” because I know there will come a time I need exactly those three brass screws with odd shanks and goofy heads to repair an otherwise unsalvageable treasure.  My treasure or someone else’s and that extends beyond family.  “Hardware savers” garner reputations with other “savers,”

September Chores – September 7, 2020

It’s getting to be the time of year I enjoy more than any other.  We’ve a few weeks, a very few weeks left until October.  The month of Halloween and harvest, followed quickly by Thanksgiving month, then Christmas month.  I’m not giving away my time, but it seems there may be a big change in