I left work on Friday at about noon, just as the snow was starting to fall pretty heavily. When I got home I parked the cars carefully, so I’d be able to broom all the snow off into the grass, instead of the driveway, where I’d have to shovel it. I VPN’d into work the [...]
As my tens of millions of loyal readers know, June 2 is election day here in Bolivar, WV. In a recent blog, I lamented the fact that our town government resembled the Chinese Politburo in its youth and vigor. I happened upon this article in the Herald-Mail and it does indeed herald good news from [...]
As I was getting dressed this morning, my attention was grabbed by the shadows of tree branches shimmying on the floor of my bedroom. Confused, I leapt to the window and caught a glimpse of a strange, very pale, yellow disc in the sky. Very quickly the clouds moved in to smother it and the [...]
The town I live in is called Bolivar, West Virginia. When I tell people this, I get a blank look. So I tell them that I live in Harpers Ferry. They get that. Bolivar is literally joined at the hip with Harpers Ferry and we both share the same zip code. Share on Facebook
They got me again…in broad f’n daylight (because the sun is coming up earlier). What a doofus I am. Share on Facebook
I’m late posting this week. Twas quite a busy weekend and I’ve got a lot going on at work. No matter…last week was a pretty good week. Forty-one miles this week, 222 from Harpers Ferry and squarely in the middle of West Virginia coal country. You know you’re in coal country when you’re passing through [...]
Terror came to Harpers Ferry today. I was out on my morning constitutional, walking down High Street in the dark and deep in thought when suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I beheld the two ne’er-do-wells pictured above advancing swiftly at me, from somewhere on my left. They looked like something out of [...]
There are definite disadvantages to daily walking as exercise in the middle of the winter. The cold, which freezes what little blood gets to body parts such as earlobes and toes comes readily to mind. The cold’s nipple-shredding partner in crime, the wind, makes walking in the early morning barely tolerable. No, I do not [...]
Today is my fourth day of walking. My morning ritual includes visit to NOAA’s weather website to check the conditions. I did not like what I saw today: winds 45 MPH, gusting to 66 MPH. I hate wind. I hate being outside on a windy day. I’d much rather walk in 10 degree cold than [...]
This morning I took a walk in the full moon. As I passed the town graveyard, I whistled. I won’t chronicle here my steady retreat during the Battle of My Bulge (bulging stomach, degenerates) that’s taken place over the past four months. That self-flagellation can wait for some other day. This day, I decided to [...]
