It’s been another hell of a week, but I knew it was coming. So I planned accordingly. Quite a few things fall by the wayside when my life gets too busy, but the first thing’s blogging. I’m still writing, of course. Both professionally and privately. I’m working on a project right now that’s a dating… Continue reading What I’ve done since the last time I blogged (last week just before #DigitalFreeSunday) – a long strange trip it’s been
Category: miscellaneous
Daddyblogging was a bad idea because…
(photo credit: Meredith Marek) Only three quarters of the way through my daughter’s first year and already I recognise the error of my ways. At least the original idea that I’d do a moomyblog but from a dude’s perspective is just dead in the water. The first few months were simply too exhausting. Before she… Continue reading Daddyblogging was a bad idea because…
relaunching this blogging lark with a whimper in the night
Watching baseball in the middle of the night with a newborn in one arm and scattered thoughts running through my brain, I’m reaching for a decent explanation of why my digital scrawling is worthy of your (or even my) attention. For the last several years I haven’t bothered sharing my life’s minutiae, as I did… Continue reading relaunching this blogging lark with a whimper in the night
This Metzger has some saucy things going on. Quickies? Really?
What’s going on down in the Allgäu? Place used to be so respectable. I’m sure there’s a perfectly good explanation for this, but until I hear it? I’m assuming this butcher is a front for a sex club. Scharfe Stange? I’m sure there’s more than meets the eye going on here.
‘I got a hamster’ brought to you by Diamond Cookieoftruth
‘Hello Violet,’ he said. ‘It’s Uncle BK…‘ ‘Really? All the way from Germany?‘ ‘All the way from Germany, yes. I saw you got a hamster. A hamster named Alexander, right? Let me tell you about the history of the domesticated hamster,‘ I started to mansplain to my second oldest niece. ‘Got it covered, Uncle BK.… Continue reading ‘I got a hamster’ brought to you by Diamond Cookieoftruth
A dropped phone can’t slow me down, well not for long
Recently came across the term ‘nomophobia‘ and it couldn’t have entered my vocabulary at a more opportune moment. That feeling when you’ve made it out the door, but something just isn’t quite right. You know you must’ve forgotten something, yet you just can’t put your finger on it. Then suddenly you realise, ‘Where’s my… Continue reading A dropped phone can’t slow me down, well not for long
Up in the night staring at the full moon and pondering the melting snow and an Imaginarium
Suppose I could blame the full moon. Or the pots full of tea I drank before I should’ve gone to bed. Maybe even the fistfuls of chocolate I was shoving in my gob at some point hours ago. Yet whatever the reason, here I am up in the night not even trying to fall asleep.… Continue reading Up in the night staring at the full moon and pondering the melting snow and an Imaginarium
Happy Eleventh Birthday Ella and Louis…there’s a celebratory Schweinsohr in it for you
Well aware that this isn’t the best photo I have of Ella and Louis, I’m bit pressed for time. See, it’s their birthday and I’ve been rattling on about these exquisite hounds via social media and responding to queries about them from people who haven’t been following them for years. Which is hard to believe if… Continue reading Happy Eleventh Birthday Ella and Louis…there’s a celebratory Schweinsohr in it for you
My tail is wagging as I bound through the undergrowth
The sky seems to have moved in closer, and the day slams shut so much earlier. Knowing that sundown is creeping towards us makes me want to pack as much into those depleting moments of sunlight. The leaves that are left are somehow racing to the ground now – they pile up and make… Continue reading My tail is wagging as I bound through the undergrowth
give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit
“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb… Continue reading give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit