It’s Adopt-a-Geek Week over at Pretty Feet, Pop Toe. I think this is a fantastic idea. But I have my very own dearly loved and loveable geek. Mine is taking a day off from being a Senior Software Geek because he has Super Sad Sinusitis. I usually like it when we have matching days off, but not when he feels like this: But wait, not only is he a Senior Software Geek with Sinusitis, he is also a Band Geek:…
When I was a kid, people were always telling me to ‘have patience’. I thought it was some kind of gift, one that I’m still waiting for. And I’m not good with waiting. Well, that’s not necessarily true. There’s a part of me that likes to burn candles and incense and become as blissed out as someone who is into that sort of thing. Because I am into that sort of thing. But I also think sleep is a waste…
It would be more than safe to say that I like books. I love books. I greatly esteem books. Sarge says I eat them. I buy clothes when I need them, or every three years, whichever rolls around first. I buy or trade books once a week. And then I go to the library. A few years ago, I set myself a goal to ‘visit all the bookshops in the world.’ Lofty goals are the truest ones. I’ve been doing…
Regular readers will know that my boyfriend sometimes wears a kilt and walks around with a knife in his sock, in the name of Scottish traditional dress. His 90 year-old Gran recently requested that he get fully decked out to attend her birthday dinner, and he obliged. With a little help. Last April, he bought a full kilt when friends of ours got married. He wore the jacket and my father’s tweed waist-coat. This caused me to get all misty-eyed…
