My Saturday Companion Simone Sunday, September 27, 2009 Here was a good thing that happened yesterday: Garrison Keillor kicked off a new season of the Prai… Read more
Simone's First Sign of Fall Simone Saturday, September 26, 2009 The other morning I got up extra early to grab a moment of peace for myself. I sat and read my fres… Read more
Late Night Radio Waves Simone Monday, September 21, 2009 Last night I listened to some community radio while I was washing dishes. It was after 10:00, whic… Read more
Oh The Smells I Left Behind Simone Friday, September 18, 2009 The air is cool. It feels like fall. I smelled the interior of an elementary school today--it smell… Read more
Shrunk Simone Tuesday, September 15, 2009 I read an article in the KC Star on Sunday that much of the art being shown in museums these days i… Read more
Nine Nine Oh Nine Simone Wednesday, September 09, 2009 Today's date is 9/9/09. Andi, we got the note you left, you clever rascal! Yes, 9.9.9 is positi… Read more
Circle Drive Simone Tuesday, September 08, 2009 One day after dropping my daughter off at school I found myself in a ritzy neighborhood. I needed t… Read more
Boring, Dependable Jupiter Jupiter is like a giant vacuum cleaner, sucking up stray asteroids and saving our asses from getting hit. But Jupiter i… Keep reading
World Refrigeration Day Everyone chill out! June 26th is World Refrigeration Day, which gives tribute to refrigeration, air-conditioning and t… Keep reading
Sister Mary Scary Mony Visions of myself as a nun. My countenance is severe, but my head garb is stylin'. Keep reading
Free Floating Phantasm Okay, I've given myself a month to fart around and just be free. Now I should look for something writerly to plug … Keep reading
Here's Your Horkheimer I posted this so you would have plenty of time to get ready for National Astronomy Day. Jack is all jazzed about it and… Keep reading
Morning Glory Man This morning on my way to work, there was a man standing in the intersection, handing something out. He was an older m… Keep reading