School days. Again.
Saturday, September 27th, 2003
Well, well, well. Big changes are afoot in WordRidden-land. It looks like I’m going to be a student again.…
Well, well, well. Big changes are afoot in WordRidden-land. It looks like I’m going to be a student again.…
Avast, me hearties! Today be "International Talk Like a Pirate Day"! If ye bilge rats be wantin’ t’laugh ‘til the grog-soaked tears run down yer scurvy faces, then haul yerselves aboard Cap’n Jeremy’s rig - smartly…
When Words Fail Us: a bit late for The Anniversary, but still, a moving reminder of those all-too-brief days in the wake of September 11, 2001 when people united around the globe and it seemed that maybe the world really could have become a different, bet…
So long, Johnny. I hope you and June are playing again side by side on that big stage in the sky.…
In case you were wondering: no, I haven’t fallen off the face of the Earth. I just happen to have spent the past week at the ends of the Earth, though - namely, in the wee town of Glenelg on the wild west coast of Scotland. It was a week of walking…