Ever since I could remember, I have had a problem with numbers. I was great in math. Actually I loved numbers, the more the merrier. I mean,I have a real problem with numbers. The sort of problem that I am sure they must have therapy for. I just can’t get enough of them. (You have…
Category: Pontificating
Rooms I have known and sometimes loved
Years ago I was at one of the community theaters in Baltimore waiting for the play to start. In the lobby was an exhibition of abstract paintings. The paintings represented all the hotel rooms the artist had lived in. One I liked so much that I got out my note pad and sketched it, with…
Finding a Fitting Label
Sometimes I get caught up in trying to label myself. I am not sure if I am trying to figure out where I belong in the order of things or if I am just trying to come up with a handy shorthand to explain myself to others. Before I retired, my labels were pretty straightforward….
No, I don’t answer my phone!
An interesting thing happened the other day. I got the voicemail message below. My first reaction was that it must be a scam call. I deleted it, then started to worry. It sort of bothered me because, there is always the chance that in the hubbub that my life has been for the last year,…
FaceBook is the New Town Square? Okay, treat it that way.
Stop commenting or relying publicly on FaceBook. Make your comments that are just meant for that one person, who is sharing something, a direct message. Don’t forget to reference the post you are reacting to.
Texas: 7, 6 April, 2019
One thing I really like about visiting my friend in Texas, is walking around her neighborhood. Her dog likes this, since I take the dog on my walks. I see some interesting things as I walk. I have been visiting my friend there for about 15 years. Over that time, more and more of the…
Walking in Paradise: March 25, 2019
One of the things that bugs me … a lot, is when the media slants news coverage to make other countries seem to be bad places, based on a few instances of bad actions of some bad actors. When I headed to South America, many of my friends warned me to be safe, because the…
Thanksgiving in Cuenca; or why I am glad I am not him.
Follow An Inconvenient Life on WordPress.com A word of warning: Most the photos in this post are stock photos. When I was young, I read a lot of books about American and British expats. It gave me an image of what an expat should be like. Though, as I traveled I found that many of…
What Would Google do? Revisited
Disclaimer: It has been years since I took a critical writing class in J-school. Forgive my professors, I alone decided to not bother with all the things they taught me and just write in the same style that I write my blog in. If you disagree with my thoughts, feel free to write your own…
What is an Inconvenient Life?
I was getting a bit ahead of myself in writing about streamlining my life. Let me explain the how and why of this Inconvenient Life thing. The term only popped into my mind a few weeks ago, when I was trying to explain to an old friend how my life had changed since I moved…