Life with cats, and other things…
What I would like to do to cyber-criminals would me make seem like a crazed savage. When I was done torturing them, they would keel over dead. Victims. I was thinking of writing about victims. There are so many kinds. At one time or another, everyone is a victim of something. Here's the list I … Continue reading Cyber criminals
Having wasted an entire morning trying to unscramble the login problems of my Pay Pal account, my nerves are a bit frayed. Fortunately, though, Lucy seems to have got the message that I really do not need her to march up and down on my keyboard to help. I was beginning to twitch. Eventually, I … Continue reading No Utopia
The morning following my meltdown, we departed Calcutta and India, en route to our last and final stop, Dhaka, Bangladesh. My mental state was still not good and I had in mind that Dhaka was going to be difficult, what with the orphanage and more poverty. Perhaps my mental state accounted for why I had … Continue reading Priceless
Worshipers bathing in the Hoogly River, Calcutta Probably, I ought to caption the photograph as being in Kolkata, but when it was taken the city was still known as Calcutta.... When we left Pakistan on November 14th, I had mixed feelings. There was relief, but from what exactly? The discomfort of being a woman in … Continue reading Meltdown at the Fairlawn
The origin of this quote is disputed, but it certainly applies perfectly to the journey I took in 1980, my "in at the deep end" introduction to camping. My Camping 101. Our return to Khartoum was very anti-climatic. Someone thought to acquire a newspaper. Bouncing around, in the middle of no-where for over two weeks, … Continue reading Camping 101