February 2010 Archives

Oh how I do love to play with the words.

As it so happens, pondring exists for just that purpose.

It seems like a billion years ago that I read the book mentioned up there in the header. No big surprise that lots of books grab me. That one did. And the quote that is up there immediately took up residence in my head.

I sent an email to Mr. Greeley, and asked him if I could use the quote on my website, and he said sure.

Pondring has gone through some iterations over the years, but if it has one guiding principle, that's it. (How many other quotes can you remember me putting in the header.)

The opinion I care most about is that of my kid. (Fortunately she is well aware of her mom's linguistic afflictions.)

Otherwise, not so much.

May seem harsh, but it comes from a place of peace. That was hard-won.

And infested with sentence fragments.

I got new Dave music. A lot of it. I ordered both bundles of Live Trax, the Europe set with the book, and the Vegas show. (I can hear myself on the Double Down CD.)

It was almost 50 CDs. No surprise I've been scarce.

My iTunes playlist is an embarrassment of Dave riches. I've got two lists. Dave, and everyone else.

Dave, Dave, Dave. It is so not at all a coincidence that my request for vacation from work happened right after your summer tour dates were announced.

The why of this all has been previously pondered.

Not to say it hasn't been pondered more since. Is to say that the stream of consciousness ramblings that have taken place (and been duly recorded in the also-previously mentioned Word document) will reveal little new.

I will admit to having pondered that in my heart of hearts I do not want to come face to face with him.

Of what then, will I dream.

In other news, I'm still baking bread, but not much else of the cooking thing stuck. Not a big surprise. The bread alone was worth the attempt, however. And no I didn't use the bread machine. It takes 14 minutes to make by hand.

Shea asked me why I knew it was exactly 14 minutes. I said because I looked at the clock when I put the yeast in the warm water, and again when I put the dough in the warm oven to rise.

I didn't really set out to time it, it just happened that way.

But now that I know it's 14 minutes, I know I can get it done while the long version of Rapper's Delight plays. Well, theoretically I could get it done in that time. I tend to sing that song with both hands.

Last night's musical treat came in the way of a King's Singers stream of a concert they were giving in Tennessee. Next week they will be here, and I'll be in the front row.

In a dress.

Uh huh. You read that right.

I simply need to go buy one.