Tag Archives: Humor
Life After Sixty: Idle Threats
If we ever run out of food due to nuclear holocaust, at least I will know where to forage for bits of protein and fiber.
A Van Named “Christine?”
…I haven’t heard him cooing the name Christine yet as he’s buffing the back bumper…
Italy the Second Time Around: Fish Heads, Juggling Joggers and a Near Death Experience
I am not an itinerant world traveler. Indeed, at the age of sixty, I have recently completed just my second trip overseas. Like the first trip three years ago, I primarily visited the country of Italy, with just a day trip into Slovenia, which it turns out, is pretty lovely and felt quite familiar, but …
Random Questions: Food, Fat and the Space Time Continuum
What does the nut in doughnut refer to? Why is there not a national chain of organic doughnut shops? Do healthy people not eat doughnuts? What is wrong with them? Why would anyone drink coffee black when you can drink it with cream or half n half? Why does imported cherry syrup …
Living in The Country: Meet me Behind the Shop
I’m considering getting the old man a medic alert device. When he is out of my sight, there is no telling what he will get himself into. Today is a perfect example. Beautiful day. Warmest temperatures and bluest skies we’ve had this year. I’m in the kitchen peeling potatoes. He is tooling around on his …
Random Thoughts: David Sedaris; Travel, French Attitudes and Italian Food; Regularity; Life
I’ve been reading “When You Are Engulfed in Flames” by David Sedaris. I love how he makes me laugh out loud. I wish he was my friend and I could call him up and just listen to his witty little observations of the world and his exaggerated stories of the people he runs into. We could …
In Search of The Lost Blog Post
Last night I dreamed about a perfect blog post. In my dream, I was thinking to myself what a wonderful blog post! Surely, it will be one of my best. It made perfect sense. It was witty. It was timely. It was so good. Then I woke up. I remembered that I was dreaming of …
Autonomy, Monogamy, The Tree and Me: An Analogy of Love and Marriage
Where the touch of the lover ends And the soul of the friend begins There’s a need to be separate and a need to be one And a struggle neither wins ©From the song Sky Blue and Black by Jackson Browne The old man flew away recently to visit family for a week. It was …
Purse Theft
I don’t want to steal anybody’s money, credit cards, identity or lipstick. I just want to steal their purses.
Rainy Day Writing 
Retrospective in Retrospect: The Long Term Effects of 2017 on a Weak Blogger’s Mind
Ilona Elliott ♦ January 8, 2018 ♦ 4 Comments
I tried to write a 2017 retrospective blog post and failed. Which was fitting, since 2017 in a nutshell equals: Sucked. Big Suck. Lately, since November at least, I am too mentally exhausted to write anything more than a few sentences at a time. And the paltry words I do manage to tack together …
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