The joy of less

There’s a useless little column-let in the Times today titled “The Joy of Less.” I won’t claim that I read it – but I did read the title – and now off I go on my own thoughts. It seems somehow appropriate.

The past week, I’ve been sitting in a totally empty house for work. . . . → Read More: The joy of less

Stuff

Been busy lately. Gonna be busy today and for the foreseeable future.

However, not too busy to geek out. A took a typing test that claims that I run around 72 words per minute at more than 95% accuracy. That was the 3 minute “tiger” test. Of course, my grandmother was faster than that . . . → Read More: Stuff

Fame

I’m locally famous. Here’s a picture of me from a short column in a publication you haven’t heard of.

Update

Many things are going on.

We bought a house. Our house rules. It has an awesome twisty curvy staircase and hardwood floors and a basement an an attic. It’s approximately three times the house we need and almost more house than we want. Today I mowed the lawn, like a good little domestic homeowner.

Tomorrow, . . . → Read More: Update

Another injury

So, I went back to randori night at judo today. Went about 9 rounds and played everyone in the room. I even made a shoulder throw work against the biggest guy in the room.

Once.

The injury came from banging my elbow really hard on the toilet paper dispenser earlier in the day. It was . . . → Read More: Another injury

More notes from Honduras

Before it totally fades from memory, here are some more high points from Honduras:

. . . → Read More: More notes from Honduras

Judo

We had a member of the Russian national women’s judo team working out with my judo club this week. She was about my size – so I was a good person for her to throw a few (dozen) times.

I think it’s great that the women in the gym (and the men too) got to . . . → Read More: Judo

FAX

I seem to be achieving one of my goals for this house buying process – do as much as possible electronically – at least more than the last time I went through this dance.

I hate FAX machines. I hate the “me use markum stick on dead tree to make decision real!” culture. I can . . . → Read More: FAX

Pico Bonito

Last morning at the Pico Bonito lodge. We got up early this morning for the “early bird” walk. Our guide proceeded to whistle up a pigmy owl, cuckoos, tucans, mot-mots, and a variety of other awesome birds. When I say “whistle up,” I mean that we would walk into an area and he would whistle . . . → Read More: Pico Bonito

Pico Bonito

I write from the Pico Bonito lodge / nature reserve / insanely sweet little hotel. Continuing my numerological obsession – we’re in cabin “1”. Yep. Uno.

Woke up early this morning to stroll around Copan Ruinas. Got coffee and watched the women come out of their shops and slosh soapy / bleach water on the . . . → Read More: Pico Bonito