So, the calendar New Year is the time when people make grand pronouncements, devise magnificent plans, swear to do or not do things . . . and then wonder where the past 12 months went. Also known as “crud, the gym is full” month.
So, in the spirit of so other foolish endeavors, like trying to grow to be six feet tall, I hereby resolve in 2017: Continue reading
Good riddance, I think a number of people would say to 2016. Too many neat people have died, too many not-great things have happened around the world, and at home. Too many masks have been ripped off, for good and for ill. Certain places have gotten more “interesting,” and not in the “Oh, that’s fantastic-ly neat!” sense.
On the other hand . . . Continue reading
I went into history because they said there would be no math. I was probably not the only one, because in European history, people refer to the 19th century as “the long 19th Century,” and start it in 1789, ending in June 1914. Which some uncharitable souls, who likely majored in the hard sciences or math, take to imply that historians can’t add. We can, but events don’t always line up neatly with years that end in 00, and grand sweeps of the spread of ideas and technology tend to ignore calendars. Continue reading
For reasons known only to Mom Red, a new dustpan and handbroom appeared. These are not just your basic plastic “gets it done” cleaning things, far from it. They are German-made with nice turned wooden handles, a solid metal pan, and horsehair bristles. I got to try them out tidying up after I changed the cat litter pan. It was . . . different. Continue reading
When you get sweaters and books for Christmas and are excited about them. (Hey, it’s the new edition of Prehistoric Cave Art)
When you could swear that you have a dress with a certain design on it, and you don’t, no matter how often you go through your closet, even using more light just to make certain. (In my defense, I had looked at a dress with the pattern on it, and decided against getting one because I’d already bought something. I think.) Continue reading
The Amarillo Symphony orchestra decided to try something new this year. Well, actually there are several things new this year, one of which has me more curious about the structural engineering than about the music, but the ASO decided to try a Holiday Pops concert, with music ranging from a popular sing-along to classical to modern classical (“Sleigh-ride,” a John Rutter choral anthem), and more. The conductor, Jacomo Bairos, was rather surprised when everyone in the audience stood for the “Halleluia” from Messiah, but then he’s from Latin America, likely raised Catholic, and wasn’t familiar with that quirk of English and US Protestantism. One of the modern pieces was . . . different. Good different, but different. Continue reading
Merry Christmas! Have a wonderful, quiet, blessed day full of all the good things that Christmas can be.
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Edited on December 27 to add: Welcome Instapundit Readers! Thanks for stopping by.