do we converse with strangers. Of music, and all things related. While that dream is a few years away from fruition, I offer this virtual music-house for you to patronize, comfortable on your own couch, possibly with a nice latte or hot tea in hand. Nd I hope to overhear many conversations amongst friends and strangers. Used with permission, alteration by d0nnatr0y.

Therefore I Think I Am. I Wanna Marry a Baseball Player.

There were sound effects that should accompany this picture. Most respond to winter by covering up more. Then there are those who favor mini skirts and drinks on ice. Posted in food and drink.

He Measure of My Powers, 2014. This post was contributed by Katy McColl. I stole that title from an MFK Fisher memoir, in which nearly every chapter is titled, The Measure of My Powers. To be happy, you must have taken the measure of your powers, tasted the fruits of your passion, and learned your place in the world. Low times meant the family survived on the cream-topped milk straight from their cows.

Thoughts on abilities, love, and other details of life on earth. Sunday, January 12, 2014 in thoughts and feelings. So strange to wander back into this writing, here. I read back over my past, as I saw it in the moment, and wonder at my optimism, my gullibility, my never-ceasing wonder. I wonder now at my mistakes, regrets, and in reality, it is all a complete waste of time to do that.

Now is the Winter of Our Discontent. During class, I was feeling irritated in Side Angle Pose, irritated when the teacher offered a suggestion to bend my knee more deeply, irritated that the pose still hurts, still challenges me after 10 years of practice. Our culture at the moment is .