Entries from December 2008

December 31, 2008

…And Speaking of Fancy New Hospitals…

…I got to visit the new hometown hospital this morning.  Nothing’s wrong.  Or at least nothing is terribly wrong.  I have an eye infection.  How does one pick up pink eye in the absence of children?  Apparently it’s possible, and I have it, on top of a pretty nasty cold.  There aren’t any Kaiser providers [...]

December 27, 2008

Home

I’m a Colorado transplant, but in 2009, I will have been here 15 years.  Even though I only lived there for five years, plus summers in college, I definitely consider Del Norte my hometown (perhaps now it feels equal to Denver, but only recently so…).  Del Norte: It’s a tiny town of about 1,600, nestled [...]

December 23, 2008

Things Are Fine

I just don’t feel like writing about them lately.  Part of the problem is that my computer is totally dying.  Well, not really.  I just need to move all my music to an external drive and reformat, get rid of things and start over.  I haven’t done it.  Maybe this week.  So anyway, every time [...]

December 17, 2008

At least the balance is positive

Time ING wastes in lowering interest rates on checking:  None.  Down to half a percent. Boo…

December 16, 2008

….

1.) Cary Tennis is my favorite person, and he keeps saying things I need to hear:
In the case of writing and rewriting a paragraph 20 times or 50 times, we may fear the plainness and simplicity of what is in our minds; we may fear that unless we unleash a dazzling fusillade of verbal inventiveness, [...]

December 15, 2008

Making the Valley Proud…

Hooray, Ken Salazar!

December 7, 2008

I’ve Never Walked Down Wall Street

I’m cutting costs. Not that I really need to — I’m making the same amount I was at the beginning of the year, rent is the same, gas is cheaper, and food costs only seem a little higher than before. Even so, I think all of the economic news of late, including the [...]

December 6, 2008

I’ve been reading Cary Tennis’s advice column, Since You Asked, on Salon.com, and I just love him:
Your inner state is not easily conveyed to others via clothing and choice of music, nor easily converted into markers of status and money, or into marketable skills. Nonetheless, it is the more enduring and durable of human qualities. [...]