The Bus Stop Hitchhiker
During my commute home, I saw a woman hitchhiking. At a bus stop. It was as though she had no idea she was standing in a designated, covered location where a bus would stop multiple times each day....
View ArticleTake stock.
When I was little, I was fascinated by the moon, the stars — the whole of space. I wanted to be an astronaut, but I was terrible at math and science. I settled for a telescope and enjoyed the heavens...
View ArticleDecades.
Earlier this week, our agency’s activities committee sent around an email asking people to bring a photo from high school. We’d be able to post them on a board, see what everyone looked like back in...
View ArticleLawn Surgery
A water leak resulted in the casa’s front yard being dug up today. OK, not the whole yard, but a house-to-sidewalk trench almost two feet deep. After nine hours, the scarred landscape was put back...
View ArticleThe Strawberry Field
When I was little we’d go to Disneyland once, maybe twice a year. Living a few miles from The Happiest Place on Earth is something most will never know – fireworks from the park were visible during...
View ArticleSettle down.
Someone recently told me about a movie they saw in which its 24-year-old lead character was in need of some life guidance. She felt lost, she felt like she didn’t have a purpose. The commentary...
View ArticleThe Puzzle.
So I have a dilemma, but not. I’d radio the problem into Houston, if I could, but it’s not really that, either. A coworker told me today it’s simply more of a puzzle. I thought about this for a while....
View ArticleThe Key
“To every man is given the key to the gates of heaven. The same key opens the gates of hell.” I watched a documentary this evening about Richard Feynman and the above quote is true — so painfully true....
View ArticleSeasonal Peace
The San Gabriel Mountains as well as others here in SoCal have been dusted with their first snow of the season, and our skies have been delightfully gray the past few days. Yesterday one section of the...
View ArticleThe Good Hiccup
This was the first night in a few weeks’ time that I went for my nightly walk. I made the mistake of downloading a crime app a couple of months back, and since the time change there has been an...
View ArticleUse caution.
He just wanted to turn left into a housing tract. But it was rush hour, and he had to get across three lanes of traffic first. I was in the middle lane and the light up ahead was red. My lane was...
View ArticleLet’s date.
We all need to go on more dates. With ourselves. A woman on LinkedIn began a discussion in which she asked what advice her readers would give someone who’s trying to reinvent themselves. The answers...
View ArticleWhat good shall I do this day?
“A writer takes earnest measures to secure his solitude and then finds endless ways to squander it.” -Don DeLillo Do you do it? I do. I’m at my computer when I realize that I’m thirsty. A walk to the...
View ArticleThrough the Years
There’s a framed, sepia-toned photograph hanging on the wall behind my monitor. “Racing at the Clarendon” is its title, and it was taken on the sands of Daytona Beach in 1922. Spectators are lined up...
View Article37.
“You can’t help getting older, but you don’t have to get old.” -George Burns Today is my birthday. I was born close to noon, so I like to think that explains my penchant for sleeping late. And since I...
View ArticleThe Final Countdown?
Tomorrow marks the last day of a daily writing expedition which has run for two years straight. And if I’m a woman of my [recent] word, tomorrow would be the end of Thanky as we know it. But now…now...
View ArticleOstrich.
You know those things that make us shift and squirm, feel uneasy and nervous? I feel like I’m finally learning to coexist with them. This used to be one. The mere thought of posting something before...
View ArticleFarewell for Now
The two-year-old is heading for an indefinite time-out, y’all. Go ahead, reach for your tissues now. I’ll wait. …waiting… OK then. Good to go? Back to it: Thanky will be on a hiatus for the foreseeable...
View Article37.
“You can’t help getting older, but you don’t have to get old.” -George Burns Today is my birthday. I was born close to noon, so I like to think that explains my penchant for sleeping late. And since I...
View ArticleThe Final Countdown?
Tomorrow marks the last day of a daily writing expedition which has run for two years straight. And if I’m a woman of my [recent] word, tomorrow would be the end of Thanky as we know it. But now…now...
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