Ah ah ah ah ah! With no warning whatsoever, our nearly-eighteen month daughter started trying to count a couple of days ago. Um, soo, shee, seden, yay! Soo, shee, soo, shee, um, yay! The rythm of the words is just right, and she’s usually pointing at one thing after another or doing one thing after […]

Neil Gaiman. Via his website: And our bizarre but oracular word for today is gyromancy – 1557, from M.L. gyromantia, from Gk. gyyros “circle” + manteia “divination, oracle.” “A method of divination by walking in a circle till the person fell down from dizziness, the inference being drawn from the place in the circle at

Cute stuff of the day. I decided to take a bath. For me to take a bath, rather than us, I must close the bathroom door. Ray stood outside the door and hollered for a couple of minutes. About half an hour later, I heard water running. Hm de hm. More water running–more than you’d

Book. A possible title: The Gods of Grey Hill. Currently on page 92. For some reason, the plot seems to be going the direction I had originally planned for it…it’s like it’s come around full circle. Hah! Like it’s going to stay that way.

The secret of good pastry dough. Cold. Everything must be cold. Keep your butter in the freezer and shred it with a serrated knife. A high proportion of butter is important: a stick of butter, a cup of flour. I hate shortening pie crust. Mmm. Butter. And let the dough rest in the fridge for

Reviews. Being thusly a slow De-newsweek, I present to you some reviews: The Riddle-Master of Hed series, by Patricia McKillip. Door Number Three, by Patrick O’Brien Golden Witchbreed, by Mary Gentle Wizard’s First Rule, by Terry Goodkind The Riddle-Master of Hed Series. I’m trying to catch up on some classic fantasy. Maybe I’m just in

Hm. Lots of flyovers in Colorado Springs today.

Yello. There’s just something about them that makes Ray laugh out loud. Oh, yeah….

More plain old just news. Reminds me of a Terry Pratchett line: “What they want is olds.” It snowed here. We have about a foot of snow all around the house. –Apparently, the further north you go, the worse it gets. As it is, most of the bitching around here (as opposed to Denver) appears

Quick Notes. There’s a monster cold going around our house; Ray sounds terrible and Lee doesn’t sound much better. As for me, well, I’m fine. The yard is about 75% ready for flowers, but it’s supposed to snow sometime this week, so I’ll wait and fiddle with the fiddly things. The story is moving, albeit