Category Archives: Curiosity Killed the Cat

I had a dentist’s appointment for a cleaning this morning. I’m cavity free and healthy, but I got the usual injunction . . . You need to floss more.  I don’t floss. I don’t even try and pretend to the … Continue reading →

Caught between the promise of spring and the dying days of winter, I find myself dreaming in my sleep again. Wiser people than me tell me I dream every night, but I don’t ever seem to remember it. At least … Continue reading →

I was talking to Aunt Peanuts last weekend, and she asked how I pictured someone in my mind’s eye. It’s an interesting question. I tend to associate people with feelings and memory, not their appearance. In my memory, there is … Continue reading →

I have an uneven relationship with mathematics. I didn’t learn my multiplication tables until I was about 12. It took me 3 months to learn long division, and I don’t think I would remember it now. I struggled to get … Continue reading →

Is there no blog today? I don’t really know. I’m sitting having breakfast at the hotel so I can leave this afternoon. I don’t know why I didn’t write anything last night. I had dinner with a friend and read … Continue reading →

So, work has been a bit busy. Just a touch. In fact, I realized that I had assigned so much potential work to contractors, I was going to have get another one or scale back. There’s just a lot of … Continue reading →

In which Mrs. Spit muses on her university haunts. Continue reading →

In which Mrs. Spit discusses ignorance about women’s bodies. Continue reading →

Before I start writing this, Delta wants you to know, as a part of her version of free speech, that she really ought to be allowed to have one of the rum balls I am hoarding on my desk, and … Continue reading →

In which Mrs. Spit attempts to postpone the Blue Monday Blues. . . Continue reading →