I don’t put much stock in the theory that dreams means something. I’m more of a “it’s a jumble of recent thought slung together in random ways” kind of person. That doesn’t alter the fact that, sometimes, a dream feels like it is trying to say something. Sometimes it’s more fun just to try to … Read more
I had to go to vital records today to pick up birth certificates for my son so we can get his passport. They ask you several tricky questions. What is your name? What is the child’s name? What is the child’s birthdate? What hospital where they born in? I had rehearsed the answers before I … Read more
I’ve set up a Flickr account for storing photos online. As of this writing, I’ve only uploaded some pictures from this trip to Flagstaff. When I get back home to my iPhoto library, I’ll fill it up some more.
Here’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time: pizza reviews. Why me? Apparently because the world has gone to hell in a handbasket. I was watching the Food network this weekend and they had some sort of national pizza championship, and for starters, it was just wrong! 50% of the points awarded were … Read more
Not the same old lone Locust Page? No, no it isn’t. I’ve notived recently that most of my website stuff exists on my virtual domains, Lone Locust Travel, Fusion Patrol and Ninja Team. meanwhile my main domain languished with lack on content. So, the grand experiment: Blogging 🙂 Bear with me while I get this … Read more
Our trip began with a 14-hour confinement aboard an EVA air 747. Unlike my previous flight, the plane wasn’t crowded and we had our pick of the seats. For practicality’s sake, I choose to sit in the aisle seat of an exit row; A position which afforded me a luxurious amount of legroom for my 6’3″ frame.
In 1964, when I was born. Â My mother started keeping my first “diary.” Â Transcribed from the original paper documents, I’m committing these to my blog. Saturday, November 21, 1964. Saw my mother for the first time today at 10:30 A.M. She is fine and has already been to the bathroom by herself and has had … Read more
In 1964, when I was born. Â My mother started keeping my first “diary.” Â Transcribed from the original paper documents, I’m committing these to my blog. Friday, November 20, 1964. Around 1:00 A.M. I really began trying to get born but it wasn’t until 3:00 that they decided to go to the hospital. On arrival at … Read more
In 1964, when I was born.  My mother started keeping my first “diary.”  Transcribed from the original paper documents, I’m committing these to my blog. The Beginning: Thursday, November 19, 1964. Well, today is Great Uncle John Van Meter’s birthday so think I will begin my long journey into this “best of all possible worlds” … Read more