Tales from FAR Manor

Current music: Groove Salad I got a spit of rain on the way to work this morning, just enough to worry me since I was on the motorcycle and ...

So fascinating, in fact, that I forgot to get the camera. When I work at home, the most comfortable place to sit (at least this time of year...

Received in email, cleaned up slightly. Once upon a time, a prince asked a beautiful damsel for her hand in marriage. She replied, “NO!” And...

Current music: Moody Blues - Say It With Love I’ve sort-of fallen into a routine where I work at home on Tuesdays. Today it worked out even ...

Over the strained objections of guess who , Massachusetts has mandated use of the Open Document format (ODF) for all office productivity ap...

Daughter Dearest has gotten interested in playing Magic:the Gathering again. We’re both playing non-aggression decks — hers is a black/white...

I didn't realize how dirty my keyboard wrist rest was at the office until I dripped a little water on it and tried to rub it off. I had ...

Finally, we got some rain here. The last rain we got was literally what Katrina brought, and that was what, the end of August? Car is still ...

I put the text of the sermon I gave today on Street Prophets .

The Boy's cousin came by while I was napping, and parked his four-wheeler in the usual place in front of the garage. I got up in time to...

We're the third owners of FAR Manor. We had been making noises about putting a hardwood floor in the living room, but given the finances...

The Boy, Lobster, and a cousin.

The plant survived being knocked over, obviously.

The Boy and his girlfriend have hit their first couple of issues. On his part, one morning I took him to school and he told her that he'...

Jimmy Johnson, the artist who draws the incredibly funny (and all too real-life) Arlo & Janis comic strip, has been a resident of Pass ...

Yesterday morning, The Boy didn’t get up early enough to make the bus. No problem, the school is a block off my usual route to work and he n...

White Knuckle Sunday is what I call days that I get tagged to preach at our little church. Being the lay leader, I’m supposed to do it once ...

I stopped by the shelter last night to see if they needed any help, and to bring a couple of bushels of apples for one of the peeps who was ...

I shot the following (without links) to the local paper. I got a phone call from them just now; they’re going to print it. Hurricane Rita no...

We didn’t get a truck — which turns out to be a moot point, as I’ll explain shortly. Instead, we cleaned out our closets and took a vanload ...