Answers

There’s an age-old riddle, and know what? [url=http://cgibin.rcn.com/fillmore.dnai/cgi-bin/sviewer.pl?selectdate=6/3/03]They’ve got an answer. Money/Time x Religion (bad math) I started to do the math on this one, and I never made that [url=http://www.astrofish.net/weblog/comments.php?id=626_0_1_0_C]call. The numbers scared me away. Figure that I call, and then they log the phone number, so I get calls once per day, asking Answers

Just a dollar

Just a dollar – evangelism I looked at my cash receipt from Half Price Books, and I noticed that there was a little yellow sticky not attached. “Dude, what you do, I did it, you call Robert Tilton’s hotline, and they send you a dollar!” The deal is, they send a dollar, and I presume, Just a dollar

Feast Day of St. Elmo

Patron saint of Sailors, I believe. And the source of the [url=http://www.urbanlegends.com/science/marfa_lights.html]Marfa Lights, if you ask me. But [url=http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/whatMakesAWeblogAWeblog]no one did. Hooked up with a guitar player who could stick the cat, then ambled down home and up to meet with an informal group of [url=http://www.austin-stories.com/]local writers. From the edge of the river, where Shady Feast Day of St. Elmo

Fishing, claws, pizza & coffee

At [i]oh dark thirty”[/i] the phone rang, “Kick her out, bud, time to fish.” I glanced at the alarm clock, cursed, yanked on my shorts, grabbed my gear, and slammed out the door. Late. Me. I overslept. Alarm clock, which I had carefully set the night before, didn’t go off. Bummer. Navigation on through the Fishing, claws, pizza & coffee

Shopping day

Shopping day. I got up and decided that it wasn’t time to “go see the cat.” I kept coming up with all sorts of tasks I needed to accomplish Friday morning, just so I didn’t have to go and shoot the cat again. But I tried anyway. Didn’t really get to the cat, either as Shopping day

Joan of Arc Day

[url=http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/08409c.htm]St. Joan of Arc. Right. Mark Twain’s [url=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0898702682/fishinguideto-20]story about the saint. Figures, Joan of Arc was a Capricorn. A pretty Aries came flying in from some little town, just to see me. And buy me some bait, apparently. She was distraught because she was double-booked for the evening and didn’t get to spend near enough Joan of Arc Day

Perfect symmetry

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Feast Day of St. Bernard of Montjoux

He was an [url=http://www.cin.org/saints/montjoux.html]11th Century monk, the patron of hikers and mountaineers. He’s credited with coming up with that all-too-familiar expression, “love me, love my dog.” Just such a strange afternoon. I’m having hard time adjusting to not being employed, something I thought I would never admit to. But I’m out of form for taking Feast Day of St. Bernard of Montjoux

Along that dusty trail

I was heading home, the long way, trying to dial in the new pedometer. I know my route, runs a little over four miles, round trip, includes a dip in the creek, to cool off. Some of the trail passes right in front of the Stevie Ray Vaughn statue. Memorial Day, there was some kind Along that dusty trail