It’s been a cold, dreary, drizzly day. It’s been a long time since I remember a day feeling like this one. The last one I remember was just after final exams in December of ’98, in Dallas. I flew on Saturday, to Duncan. I had a rough time navigating, but I managed to stay on…
Norman is celebrating Halloween tonight instead of tomorrow so that people can go to church. I suspect there will be trick-or-treating tomorrow night as well. So we unscrewed our porch light and went out to eat. Then we stopped by the airport and sat out on flight school’s deck and watched planes in the pattern…
We currently have no telephone service, so if you want to talk to us, you’ll have to send an e-mail. In other news I got a call today (before we lost service) from Bankers Life and Casualty Company. They found my resume on Monster.com and invited me to an open interview they’re having tomorrow evening…
Public bathroom graffiti intrigues me. I’m not the only one. The graffiti in women’s restrooms are typically better, I hear, but I don’t get to see much of it. I’m not sure why people feel compelled to scrawl on bathroom walls. There are lots of theories, and more than one post-graduate has attempted to study…