Natasha, I love you! We’ve been together for half of our lives, and married for the last 17. Counting each year for three,1 we passed our golden anniversary a few months back. It does feel as if it has been longer, in a good sense. I can barely remember the time when I was not[…]
A small album with pictures from a recent day-trip to Rochester can be found either via the links on the navigation bar or here.
It’s been a bit over a year since England curbed smoking in public places. For those of us who cannot stand the smoke, life has become considerably more pleasant, especially when it comes to dining out. The unfortunate souls who can’t exist without cigarettes, conversely, have been having much harder time indulging in their habit.[…]
It snowed here last night. For no more than an hour, and melted instantaneously, but it was a huge surprise nonetheless. While Becky boldly went where her parents have never gone before, – she is on a school trip to Iceland, – Kimmy required extra attention than normal during her half-term break. So Natasha enrolled[…]
A pretty interesting observation from our regular drives in and through France are the “nearby attraction” billboards on French freeways. These are normally positioned some distance ahead of their corresponding exits and pictorially depict the most important stuff that you might want to check out if you suddenly decide to turn off there. I don’t[…]
All of Europe has moved the clocks back one hour as the “daylight savings” interval came to its annual end. Looking out the office window, by the time I’d get out in half an hour or so, it will be entirely dark outside. Why is moving the clocks back a good thing again?
The French are very fond of the summertime practice of producing light shows at their famous landmarks. I cannot fault them for it: Every time we come across one such, it is a great spectacle. On our return journey from the big summer trip we stopped overnight in Strasbourg. The kids were tired after a[…]
A couple of fun quizzes that I picked over at Jason’s hit the mark in regards to my self-awareness. Your result for What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test… Balanced, Secure, and Realistic. 25 Impressionist, -1 Islamic, 1 Ukiyo-e, -22 Cubist, -11 Abstract and -5 Renaissance! Impressionism is a movement in French painting,[…]
Natasha arranged for a vision check-up for Becky a few days ago. We haven’t been to that NHS office before, and Natasha turned out to be overly optimistic about the ease of finding a parking spot near the office. By the time she had parked some distance away and walked with Becky into the reception,[…]
One of the gifts that Becky received this year for her birthday was a recording studio experience (idea by Mom, funding by Grandma and Grandpa). She enlisted a couple of her friends as a personal gallery and went the other day to record three songs of her choice. I have to say that she somewhat[…]
I realized that I work in a pretty cool-looking building myself. Not as cool as most of the edifices in the collection mentioned the other day, but still not bad.
I check my blog stats practically every day, more out of idle curiosity than for any marketing insight. The traffic to my site is pretty steady, not in the grand sense of the word, but in terms of an established small core audience, and it fluctuates wildly only on days when I post a mildly[…]
My friend Irene has clued me on to this great collection of unusual architectural wonders of the world over at Village of Joy. There are a few among the 100 – don’t forget to click on Part 2 link – that I’ve seen up close, but not too many. So much yet to see.
I’ve been reluctant to blog about this, because I’m always wary of providing cheap publicity to quacks such as Walter L. Wagner. A number of my online penpals, however, have done tons of research to expose him as nothing but a lunatic. I suppose every link counts in cementing lead positions for appropriate posts in[…]
I picked up a couple of fun quizzes at my brother’s. It’s a bit misleading, actually. I inexplicably screwed up the villain from Men in Black, but I also blindly guessed Jack Nicholson’s character, and with only two female villains, I had a 50/50 chance of correctly guessing the first one and then a single[…]
Something that we see in England considerably more often than in the States: People driving around in vintage cars. And I don’t mean “vintage” as in 1968 Corvette or something, no offense intended. I mean as in 1929 Bugatti. There are also people who drive around in racing cars – and even DIY cars –[…]
One of the most important dates in my life is the day I met Natasha. We were really young then, yet somehow managed to recognize that we were meant for each other, if not at first sight, then definitely at the second one. We actually saw one another for the first time a couple of[…]
I realize this morning that my attempt at congratulating my Red Sox fan friends (I can name only a couple off the top my head, anyway) last year has had a desired effect for at least this year: Boston is not going to the World Series this time around. But I don’t know if I[…]
We dithered a bit in the morning whether to go anyplace or stay home. Early in the week, we sort of decided that if the weather was nice on Sunday, we’d pick one of the nearby points of interest that we have not yet visited and go there. In the morning – which was awfully[…]
This year, Becky started celebrating her birthday a bit ahead of time, with a now commonplace invasion of her schoolmates for a sleepover. I customarily holed myself up in my study, trying in vain to ignore the squealing that permeated the house. Today started very similarly to that famous day fourteen years ago – Natasha[…]