Posted: under All Else Galvez.
Historic Register plaque for the Balinese
Courtesy the United Van Lines gorilla crew who packed and unloaded my paltry possessions. Everything finally arrived in Galveston two days ago, some of it actually intact. Imagine that.
Far worse than damaged stuff, though, is a damaged relationship. And for some mysterious reason that continues to elude me, I’ve had more than my fair share of disintegrating relationships over the past year or so. Read the rest of this entry »
Jul 31 2009
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… and already a criminal!
Yup, here I sit, in the pickup, parked right alongside The Commodore On The Beach Motel, stealthily stealing its wireless broadband, just to feed my Internet addiction.
I bet there’s a twelve-step program for this.
So I pulled into town yesterday afternoon, after a side trip to visit my dad in East Texas. That’s where I’ve been, dear readers. The Peepsters doesn’t have any sort of Internet access at his house, and the tiny little burg of Gilmer, Texas hasn’t a single Internet cafe, so Yours Truly has been off the air far longer than she otherwise prefers. But I’m back now, thanks to my criminal mind and a purloined unsecured WiFi connection at my former motel digs on my last trip to the island. Read the rest of this entry »
Jul 26 2009
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I almost went there today.
If I weren’t so feeble-minded and had remembered to google it last night before I went to bed, so that I’d have the exact location of that Texas intersection, I would have taken the extra couple of hours to drive up, north and east of Amarillo as I passed through today, just to stand there for a little while. Read the rest of this entry »
Jul 22 2009
