On a civic association email list, a subscriber recently asked us why we moved to our house. The question went as follows:
A question to Heather and River Brandon—you live on a tougher street that has a lot of absentee rental housing on it. What made you decide to move there?
This week, River responded with the […]
I posted a series of photos on my other blog capturing a street brawl that occurred outside my home yesterday afternoon. It was a gorgeous, sunny, warm day—perfect for throwing down the gauntlet in the form of one’s shirt, and going at it, I suppose.
The yelling and carrying on was what first caught my attention. […]
It’s ironic that on the day my blog turned one year old, I was unable to get Internet access, because my neighbors were stealing it.
I spent a while in my backyard this afternoon raking, scraping, digging and picking up. The yard looks horrible but it’s a major improvement on this time last year, when there was probably four times the amount of buried (and bare) trash among the tree-weeds and plaster-dirt.
Behind the garage, there is a narrow alley of […]
Aside from grooving to local bands Winterpills and Spouse recently, I have been unable-to-get-enough of my cousin Josh’s band, Tapes ‘n Tapes.
Their debut “The Loon” was released last November, in time for family members to get a CD in their Christmas stockings, and only now am I getting around to listening to it. (I was […]
Today’s the Bahá’í New Year—Naw Ruz. It’s a happy time. It’s a time for folks to suspend work and school activities and instead come together in fellowship, preferably over food after all that fasting, and savor the flavors of whatever the new year will bring.
Taking the day off from work and school is not always […]
My daughter was just looking into a spinning light-up toy we have. “Mama,” she said, “I see your future. You’re gonna become a famous blogger, and you’re going to become a celebrity, and you’ll be rich!”
How does that girl know just what to say?
Earlier today, she was editing photos she took last weekend of Barbie […]
Yesterday, my first-grader son was talking all about how to make a bomb with his class at school. I didn’t understand where this was coming from, at first. We never talk about that stuff at home. His teacher had River come in at pick-up time; I had made the rare request that he do the […]
Every couple of hours, our entire plan shifts and changes. So I realized there’s not much point in attaching to anything at all. Well, maybe I knew that already, but what I mean is there’s little benefit in having solid plans beyond what I’m doing at the moment and where I might need to be, […]