Archive for May, 2010


Friday, May 28th, 2010

My accent is very faint but you can tell I’m Irish because I’d much prefer a good cup of tea to most other drinks. Unfortunately, there are very few places to get a decent cup of tea in America. One of the most important parts of the process is making sure that the water is ferociously boiling. Usually it’s the water from the coffee maker and, more often than not, flavored with the coffee of the day. So, I can see why it never really took hold here.

We just returned from a short trip to the White Hart Inn in Salisbury, Connecticut. One of the former partners now owns Harney & Sons Tea based in Millerton, New York. So, I was pleasantly surprised to have finally found an exception to the rule (the food was good, too).

I say, what a treat!


Saturday, May 22nd, 2010

Along with Matilda the puppy comes a new exercise routine. Everyday we now go for a long walk around the neighborhood. After the first couple of trips, we know where all the dogs in the surrounding area live. Mostly it’s a lot of noise from behind the curtained windows of the houses, but recently there have been one or two confrontations with dogs growling and snarling as their owners come running from their yards. Which made me think of what the reverse would be like, if people had an uncontrollable urge to leap over fences and chase passing doggies.

Oh, blast! It's that mailman again!


Wednesday, May 19th, 2010

I’m sure the Easter Bunny is as happy that his task for the year is over as I am that the semester has finished. After all, the Easter Bunny certainly has a tougher job than Santa. Santa knows who is getting what and where they live. I’m sure it’s even easier since he got his iPhone. But the poor Easter Bunny, not only does he have to deliver to every house, he has to hide all the eggs, too. All this and hardly a tenth of the recognition Santa gets. So, if you happen to see him looking like this you’ll understand why.

By the way, if you do see him perhaps you should watch Jimmy Stewart inĀ “Harvey.”

From the movie: Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, "In this world, Elwood, you must be" - she always called me Elwood - "In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant." Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.

Cranium Padding

Monday, May 17th, 2010

The repair to my bike ended up taking much longer than anticipated. The new fork I purchased wouldn’t fit but I did find an original on eBay. Now that I’m roadworthy once again I realised that I probably should buy a new helmet. To quote Bertie Wooster, “I’ll look a frightful oik!

Where's Givenchy when you need him?


Saturday, May 15th, 2010

Yes! It’s over! Another semester completed. All that’s left is to grade the final projects of my students and the fight to win over my students will be done. Until the Fall that is, when a new battle will begin. Sometimes teaching is a battle and other times it’s very gratifying. It’s my responsibility to help the students grasp the topic. If they don’t, I feel it’s at least partly my fault. This semester it’s been web design using hand coding. Without a grounding in the basics, they’d never be able to resolve the issues that browsers and programs such as Dreamweaver can raise.

Designers live in the trenches of the browser wars.

Thanks a lot!

Monday, May 10th, 2010

If there’s one thing you should never do, it’s give your mom a toaster for Mother’s Day . . . even if the kitchen needs one. Save it for the week after. Bring her flowers, chocolates, tickets to a show, a hug, anything but a kitchen appliance. It’s the same as getting a “To Do” notepad (appropriately filled in) for your birthday, Father’s Day or Christmas.

Sorry if this advice comes to late. If that’s case, remember to run the burn under cold water and get medical attention.

Come into the kitchen, let me show you how this works . . .

And now

Tuesday, May 4th, 2010

For something completely different . . . well, a little different than my usual scribble.


Monday, May 3rd, 2010

Had to go to Kmart today for someone. Came out feeling like this fellow. All those factory workers in China must think we’re nuts. Nothing like finding three possible choices of the item I was asked to collect, only to find all three were broken/missing parts and still on the shelf. Used to be you’d get the product home before it broke, now they’re breaking them in the store for us. Saves time.

Must make it to the exit . . . air, I need air.